Oh good, descendant of someone named 'the Mad', just his luck. Matt turned back to the painting, deciding to humour him for a bit, maybe then he would leave him alone. He listened to what the man said, feeling like this was some elaborate joke. His grin faltered when the man reached his hand out with a key and Kate approached. Facing the mage, Matt sputtered a reply.<br/><br/>"Wha...what are you talking about? I don't know anything about a family curse, let alone this House of Red Oak." Matt frowned, holding the key in his hand. "You've got the wrong guy, sorry." Matt said to Lord Hargarr.