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"Why pretty pretty good, wish I could say more about the war through. You must be the Bard Seras, Yes? You wouldn't have seen merc that goes by the name Glen, anywhere no?" Fairfax asked the young bard. Before the bard had a chance to answer, Fairfax suddenly leapt up from the bench and stood tiptoed while his arms were outstretched above his head. Anyone who knows Gallian customs would recognize this as their morning prayer to their god, Lord Dougless. After a minute he stood normally again and asked "You two ready to head inside?" and without another word he walked up the stairs and entered through the massive oak doors.