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[color=FEE300]Race:[/color] Aasimar
[color=FEE300]Class:[/color] Paladin
[color=FEE300]Location:[/color] Stormrider; Top Deck - Sick Bay
[color=FEE300]Interactions:[/color] Liana [@PapaOso]
[color=FEE300]Equipment:[/color] His longsword; [url=https://i.imgur.com/0dnfaQH_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]Retribution[/url] and a [url=https://i.imgur.com/TAGHTJ2_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]healing amulet[/url]. A [url=https://i.imgur.com/92lzGaT_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]backpack[/url] with supplies and his [url=https://i.imgur.com/pSHLAct_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]lute[/url]. 
[color=FEE300]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/cVUVpsf_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]Clothing[/url] and [url=https://i.imgur.com/pezKStD_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]gloves[/url]
[color=FEE300]Gold Balance:[/color] 63
[color=FEE300]Injuries:[/color] Old injuries include a missing eye, numerous iridescent scars, and a knee that aches when it rains.
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[color=firebrick]“Of course,”[/color]

Ezekiel waited. He assumed her response was her agreement to his terms: the full story. What exactly was going on with her parents and their curse. He watched with the expectation that more words would follow. 

They did not. Just as she had when he’d asked for her name, the woman did not even acknowledge that a question had even been asked. 

Instead, from her lips came what might’ve been a soft chant or a whispered prayer. Arcane words were sung so softly they did not echo down the empty corridor but were carried by a voice enchanting enough that they commanded his full attention. 

A soft glow illuminated from her fingertip, and she traced a shape against the wall. Instead of an answer, he got a door—a door where previously there had been only a wall. It glowed as her finger had, and he wondered if the inconvenience of the golden doorway was intentional. It was too short; he’d have to duck his head. A touch too narrow for his shoulders for him to walk straight through it without pivoting to the side. 

[color=FEE300]“Ma’am, before I walk through that door, I need a few answers.”[/color] His tone remained soft and calm, less of a demand and more an appeal to reason. Knowledge fosters success, and taking her distress into account, he asked the most important questions. 

[color=FEE300]“Where in the cargo hold are your parents?”[/color] There was no reason to waste time looking around the cargo hold, even if she was purposefully avoiding answering his question; this was the least intrusive. He held up a gloved finger, indicating there were a couple more questions to follow. 

[color=FEE300]“What sort of state are they in that keeps them oblivious to their status as stowaways?”[/color] He held up a second finger. He needed to know if her parents were perhaps unconscious and hidden in a crate. Maybe placed in some sort of state of stasis to avoid further progression of the curse. It was the most logical answer he could come up with, and something like that, any mystical interference, would need to be taken into account. 

[color=FEE300]“How did they end up cursed? Do you know who placed the curse or what curse it is?”[/color] He held up a third finger and then lowered and relaxed his hand. Any details involving the curse were imperative if he were to be successful in breaking it. 

[color=FEE300]“Please, any information you can share will help. If you are honest with me, I will keep anything you share between us.”[/color] Ezekiel’s words stayed gentle, an attempt to soothe and prevent the fall of tears that lingered around her eyes. [color=FEE300]“I will do all I can, but I need your help to ensure we do this right.”[/color] He added. He wished he could’ve said that he wouldn’t let them die, but it wasn’t something he could guarantee. It was cruel to hand out false hope. [/color]