Indeed she is.

"Ah, I see," You nod understandingly. "A curse of sorts, huh? I have come across a few curse bearers in the past."

Curse bearers are often the offspring of individuals who during their sinful lives earned themselves the anger of powerful spirits.

Their descendants are born with a blood curse, and they are often shunned by society due to the stigma associated with being cursed.

"Did I inadvertantly pick up a curse carrier?" You wonder out loud, a little bit amused.

"Unfortunate events are far from uncommon for me," Katja spoke with a bitter tone. "... So I suppose you have. Even here I have caused a lot of unfortunate events."

"The slavers did not trace the cause of these unfortunate events to me because of the high amount of slaves sold here."

"You could ask for a refund, if you so wish. The slaver seemed to hold great respect for you, so I imagine he would..."

"A refund?" You tilt your head. "Why would I ask for a refund? This whole story is far more exciting than I anticipated."

Katja seems taken aback, her curious orbs fixated on her new master as she listened to your words intently.

"I came here expecting an average ****, perhaps a cute one if I was in luck." You speak, heart pumping a little faster at the prospect of a curse bearer. "And I get a curse bearer? How amazing is that?"

Katja's mouth opens to speak, but no words leaves her mouth. Your eccentric behavior leaving her speechless.

It is no surprise that she was left in complete shock, for the average commoner curse bearers are great sinners.

However, for a bored noble? Katja was bound to become a supply of endless entertainment.

You have heard it's not uncommon for curse bearers with great misfortune to make people trip around a lot. You could just picture the sight of your father falling on his ass in front of all his servants and noble guests.