| rdfs:comment | - When in his robes, he looks much like an old man, his face wrinkled and aged, and his hands long and bony. However, when the grime of the desert, and the robes are replaced for armour, he actually genuinely looks his age. The one thing that never changes, despite his costume of choice, is his eyes, vibrant and alive, darting hither and thither.
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| abstract | - When in his robes, he looks much like an old man, his face wrinkled and aged, and his hands long and bony. However, when the grime of the desert, and the robes are replaced for armour, he actually genuinely looks his age. The one thing that never changes, despite his costume of choice, is his eyes, vibrant and alive, darting hither and thither.
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