"Of course not, we have just met, after all. Sorry, I've been a bit on edge. Forget I even asked." A voice echoed inside the cathedral, smugness written in the tone.

'Unbreakable' Patches, was his name, with a wicked sly grin he always knew how to outwit anyone, no matter how cunning or intelligent they claimed to be, it was all the same to a mundane man such as him, he was a sellsword and a merchant.

"Ahh, but this is your lucky day. I happen to be a world-renowned travelling merchant."

Patches remarked as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms, preaching as best as he could.

"If you're as Unkindled as you look, you'll find many a useful thing here."

Patches always got his way, and when he didn't, he simply played along until it suited him.