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			<title>Sandjack at 17:28, 13 March 2016</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;You eventually decide to ask Isaiah about himself. How did he end up treating slaves in a slaver camp, where he's originally from, etc. He listens then chuckles at your questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;You eventually decide to ask Isaiah about himself. How did he end up treating slaves in a slaver camp, where he's originally from, etc. He listens then chuckles at your questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #ffa; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;It's been a while since anyone's asked me things like that. I s'pose I can give you an answer, though - I was a doctor about 15 years ago. My family was rich enough to have me trained in such things, but then one day we woke up and found my younger sister had disappeared - I must've been... just 25 back then, I think. Of course, we looked for days, until eventually I found myself in the same state you are now, 'cept I guess I wasn't pretty enough to get sold, so they put me to work straight away. I dunno what ever happened to my sister, but I 'spect she's already gone far away from here by now.&amp;quot; He looks away, eyes slightly glazed over with the past. &amp;quot;Anyway, they wanted me to treat the leader of the camp - he'd got a bad case of red palsy, and it looked hopeless. Of course, the thing about red palsy is that a fool will treat it with sunmetal, but won't know the dosage - all comes from the ancient works of Thiesel the Wise, the blasted fool. He was almost beyond saving, but I managed it, and ever since then, they've had me working here. No way out and not much to run for.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #cfc; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feel your heart ache a little as he tells his tale. Will you be auctioned off, or will you end up like him, stuck in this place until you're old and rotting? Or, indeed, will you end up like his sister, gone without a trace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feel your heart ache a little as he tells his tale. Will you be auctioned off, or will you end up like him, stuck in this place until you're old and rotting? Or, indeed, will you end up like his sister, gone without a trace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2016 17:28:34 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Sandjack</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Mia/Slave/Infirmary-_About_Isaiah</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sandjack:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You eventually decide to ask Isaiah about himself. How did he end up treating slaves in a slaver camp, where he's originally from, etc. He listens then chuckles at your questions…'</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;#39;You eventually decide to ask Isaiah about himself. How did he end up treating slaves in a slaver camp, where he&amp;#39;s originally from, etc. He listens then chuckles at your questions…&amp;#39;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;You eventually decide to ask Isaiah about himself. How did he end up treating slaves in a slaver camp, where he's originally from, etc. He listens then chuckles at your questions.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It's been a while since anyone's asked me things like that. I s'pose I can give you an answer, though - I was a doctor about 15 years ago. My family was rich enough to have me trained in such things, but then one day we woke up and found my younger sister had disappeared - I must've been... just 25 back then, I think. Of course, we looked for days, until eventually I found myself in the same state you are now, 'cept I guess I wasn't pretty enough to get sold, so they put me to work straight away. I dunno what ever happened to my sister, but I 'spect she's already gone far away from here by now.&amp;quot; He looks away, eyes slightly glazed over with the past. &amp;quot;Anyway, they wanted me to treat the leader of the camp - he'd got a bad case of red palsy, and it looked hopeless. Of course, the thing about red palsy is that a fool will treat it with sunmetal, but won't know the dosage - all comes from the ancient works of Thiesel the Wise, the blasted fool. He was almost beyond saving, but I managed it, and ever since then, they've had me working here. No way out and not much to run for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You feel your heart ache a little as he tells his tale. Will you be auctioned off, or will you end up like him, stuck in this place until you're old and rotting? Or, indeed, will you end up like his sister, gone without a trace?&lt;br /&gt;
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After a moment of silence, you summon up the courage to speak. You:&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Mia/Slave/Infirmary- Ask for help| Ask him to help you escape this place]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Mia/Slave/Infirmary- Don't ask anything| ...close your mouth as soon as you open it. It's no use.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Princess Status|Equipment=''rags''|Health=20|Stamina=20|Mood=Thoughtful|Gold=00|Silver=00|Copper=00|Possessions=''none''}}&lt;br /&gt;
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			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2016 17:27:36 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Sandjack</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Mia/Slave/Infirmary-_About_Isaiah</comments>		</item>
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