Swiftcurrent Creek Precious Metals

Her questions were not answered. The female seemed quite stoic or at least unwilling to talk. It didn't bother Arlette too much, it was perhaps just how the woman was. The woman did ask her one thing though. If she could lift curses. Arlette blinked. She felt that a curse could be anything. Some might think they're cursed because of a chronic illness, others might suffer mentally. She could always try to look at the symptoms.

"I can try. What does the curse do?," she asked curiously. Just so she knew the spectrum of operations. "Depending on the curse I can see if I can help."