[color=6ecff6][b][h3] Gadez Paladice [/h3]
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[color=00aeef][b]"The road to the haven of the damned is a perilous one, even more so for the unprepared. A mere gardener such as myself must be well prepared with the right tools, would there be a need for some urgent weed disposal or planting of a few seeds."[/b][/color] He softly stated, his voice collected and with a particular coldness to it.

[color=00aeef][b]"A liar? How you wound me, young madam. Your doubt will serve you well in this garden we call world... despite that... miscalculation. Where silver tongued leeches seek to drain you dry...slithering their tongues in your ear, where fawning priests flatter oneanother to eclipse the rumored gods in their blindness... where the most monstrous of fiends don the face of a celestial saviour, where all merchants of death seeks to pass unto you their poison.... you are indeed right to be wary."[/b][/color]
Paladice allowed his leather gloved hand to slide his hood back as his voice took on a more philosophical, if not even theatrical tone, as did his body language. His arms and hands following every word uttered. His ghostly blue eyes looking not at Kira's face anymore, but at her posture and her body, inspecting it and her attire. His tone of voice changed once more to a more complimentary and almost playful one.

[color=00aeef][b]"They say the most beautiful of flowers are the most poisonous, that shall serve you equally well in your path ahead. Fret not the man who flaunt his intellect, for it is the one who dons the mask of a fool who is the cunning one. Yet I am afraid this humble gardener is neither of the two. Blessings and curses can varie quite the bit, and this wanderer has pulled the short end of the stick... almost as short as you. Kira. Short yet effective, think that summerize you well does it not?"[/b][/color] He offered a faint smile, his eyes closing almost fully as he did. Knowing the locals would aid his plan for Dawnhaven, even if it meant conversing with some of the afflicted. While they most likely never asked for the curse, they still would bear responsibility for their actions. The warrior-monk allowed himself a thought of satisfaction of completely ruining -everything-.  The woman before his seemed sharp, not just her smile, but overall. Perhaps she would prove useful later.


[color=0072bc][b]"I go by the name of Gadez Paladice, a newly appointed gardener to the young princess, and judging by the mess of this place, that is sorely needed. Besides one never knows what one may find whilst planting seeds in the royals private garden." He offered a bowing motion, akin to that of a butler. "Your garden wouldn't be in need of any inspection would it? Seems your stock is quite the varied package. Seems to have grown quite well too."[/b][/color] He blew some air out his nose as he inspected a plant from afar, chuckling softly as he did, before his eyes settled on Kira again.

[@The Muse]