"I am a healer, but cursed with blindness in return for my gift. In my journeys, I have met people and monsters willing to attack even those that offer healing and care to anyone in need. So I have asked a dear friend with skill with her blade to keep my path clear for me." Smiling slightly, the healer offered a reason without giving more explanation.<br/><br/>For a blind man, his blindness was a perfect excuse in various situations. Well, truthfully he wasn't entirely blind but close enough that it hardly ever really mattered to folks. "I was hoping to stop by civilization to restock on supplies, and possibly to offer healing services." He wanted to make it sound like he was travelling to gather coin, that was no doubt something folks were used to anyway.<br/><br/>Plus it made them hopefully less suspicious than mere adventurers would.