[center][h1][color=a36209]Seth Malbourne, the Cursed Swordsman[/color][/h1]

Seth usually didn't keep company close on his travels. However, the Elven merchant had piqued his curiosity enough to make him do something different, at least just this once. His fellow adventurers in this group were...interesting, to say the least. There was the 'spellsword', Brann, who seemed like he'd feel more at home in a tavern cracking jokes, Cassian, a revenant who seemed rather brainy for an undead, Reggie, an orc who seemed like he'd explode if he was allowed to drink as he pleased in any pub at all, a witch, a rather energetic satyr, a priest who seemed like the most kind old man you'd ever see, an elf...

...and Penelope.

Penelope was the biggest reason why Seth had agreed to travel with this group. Paladins, especially those of royal blood, were known far and wide for their ability to cleanse unholiness. He wouldn't jump to it immediately, but Seth had hoped that Penelope would, in the future, rid him of his horrid curse. For now, he would start by conversing with her and possibly becoming good friends.

[color=a36209]"Pardon me, Penelope,"[/color] Seth began, walking up to the paladin in an attempt to strike up a conversation, [color=a36209]"but could you please give me a moment of your time? I wanted to know what you think of this 'expedition' we've been sent on."[/color]

[@Ryuji Sakamoto]
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