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"Create? Did I? I used to be a farmer, I think. As one gets older one gets a little forgetful. You know, the people are very nice to me here. Have you found the same?"

 

The voice is a monotone, the delivery flat. There is no expression in the man's face, nor in his eyes.

 

OOC> I am off work tomorrow to TRY to learn some lines. If I don't post again before 6 tonight have a good weekend y'all!

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Ford blinks, looking at the "Keeper".

 

He whispers to the others. "This is supposed to be the great and evil sorceror? He just seems like a senile old man."

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Lisette whispers back: "But he may just be pretending to be harmless. After all, if he acted like a 'great and evil sorcerer', there'd be no chance of us getting him out. Lurel, isn't it odd even for someone senile to have no feelings? And Ford...would you try talking about farming with him?"

 

Lisette says "If a name is needed, you may call me Joutres."

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The man smiles with his lips. "Senile? I don't think so. Was there something specific you wanted to know?'

 

The words are completely devoid of expression, almost robotic.

 

There is nothing evil here or good - just nothing. What is more, Lurel's empathy attempts tell him that there never has been.

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"I really don't seem to be able to recall very much. I wonder if it is something I ate. Jourtres, you say. That's where I had my farm, I think. There were er - animals - yes I'm sure there were animals. And - er - other things too. Yes, yes. I'm sure that there must have been other things."
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