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Oh, the five senses? Yes, I said I lost my sense of taste to the Sorceress's curse. You thought...you thought I meant that sense of taste?
Oh, you innocent fool.
She took my other sense of taste. The important one. And with it went my sense of humor, my sense of decorum, my sense of purpose, and my sense of self. The last one stung the most, since it appears my sense of self is tied directly to my wit. I mean, it's in the name.
As a result, I present you with Hoid, the cabin boy.