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[color=00f0ff][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Franklin[/center]
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There was an irony to it all. The way that Rohan spoke of this curse, its affinity for forests and the spread there of, all while overlooking the very same thing he was wishing to run away from. From how he told it, it would seem he killed some centuries old thing, got himself cursed, and then came crawling here searching for an answer. But that didn't exactly seem quite right to Frankie. Already he'd spoken of how he felt the mage over exaggerated his tales, this was no exception. Though Frankie truly believed that Rohan thought he'd killed this malicious spirit, it felt more as though he had gotten himself an attachment. The spirit would feign its death and escape the confines of the forest, spreading its curse through him. 

“Being secretive of it also won't help.” 

Franklin offered before pulling out a small bit of cheese and offering it to Igor. The rat sat there as it nibbled on the food ferociously. “I work with organics, I can help take a look if you would like. See if there's even a difference between the parts of you already cursed and those not. That way we can access a baseline. Run some tests, all that jazz. Beyond that an enchanter would be a good place to look. They deal in curses, and hate it as much as you will, one of the twins would be a decent start…if it wasn't for the fact that it would likely cost you. Get them to owe you first, or find someone who they owe and grab that favor.”