Barak looked at Dawson, sizing the man up, "Well in my culture when one comes to greet a new freind, he brings a gift, and this is my gift to you," Barak turned around and picked up a large box, with small orange sphere in it, "These are Oranges from my family's private grooves, they are my gift to you." Barak handed the box to Dawson, "Thank you Mr. Dawson, we shall, I belive be good freinds. I think I might hang around Islay for a few dyas, your people have been so freindly and welcoming, and It's been nice to get out in my Eagle again, all this diplomacy is nessesary, but I have missed the sight of a Britonian fighter breaking up under my fire. Also I might have to find Lady Silvi and buy her a drink. Anyway, this has been a very sucsessful meeting and I thank you Sean. " With that Barak drank the last of his whiskey and stood to leave.
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