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[grumpgoon]

[Somewhere near the edge of things, there's a small, simple farmstead. It's surrounded by trees, as if the owner was specifically trying to hide away somewhere. There's a few fields, a barn... and a white haired man working the land. He has a couple of sheep faithfully following him everywhere as he works, bleating softly at him.]

Yes yes, I'll make sure you get fed, silly creatures.

[And yes, he's talking to the sheep. Well, you found his hiding place, will you say hello?]

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[crosseyed]

Sheep! [[ she looks down at them, reaching to pat one on the head. ]] They are very cute! Do they belong to you?

Oh. Is this 'Eorzea' where you are from?

[grumpgoon]

Well, they were living on this farm before I arrived, and started following me around. They probably think so.

Aye. I hail from Coerthas, a part of Eorzea.