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*Garion wanders in from Circus tryouts and sits down at the bar for some dinner and a drink. He looks around hoping for a familiar face or two*

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"The bar will give you clothes. I got some for Claire when she first got here."

~~Would offer but I don't know the canon, alas.~~

~~I've got a potential new mommy. Now it's just a matter of finding the old mommy etc. But thanks.~~

*he nods*

Yes, well, she's also Tolnedran...which means that she watches money like a hawk. She was glad to find my tab brought down to zero after the war...but what little money I brought isn't enough for something of quality. She seems content to wait until I've earned a little.

"That's better than making you spend money you don't have, I suppose."

*he nods*

I was raised a Sendar. While I think the whole business of waiting for a dress is somewhat ridiculous...I can't fault her business sense.

Charlie nods in complete non-comprehension. "Sendar?"

*he nods*

I was raised in Sendaria.

*this makes perfect sense...really*

More nodding. "Naturally."

*he grins*

And you have no idea what I mean by that.

*and he sighs*

Different sorts of people hail different sorts of things as being important to...to how to be. Arends are passionate. Drasnians are clever. Nyissans hold pleasure above all things and Rivans, duty. Tolnedrans are concerned with money and Chereks with hunting and war. In Sendaria, the religion is practicality...and I was raised right in the heart of it by the woman who pretty much started the country.

"Oh . . . I see. You don't find that people are people and national stereotypes are just that, stereotypes?"

*he blinks at Charlie*

Well...not really. Usually, an Arend is an Arend and a Sendar is a Sendar.

*he looks mildly sour*

And a Murgo is a Murgo.

*he looks to Charlie*

The gods of each people are different and they like different things.

*he shrugs*

And obviously people are people but...some things are pretty consistant.

"I suppose there is national identity . . . but take me, for example. On my world, the English are considered stiff and repressed. But would you consider me repressed?"

I don't think so.

"So. Yeah. I don't put much stock in that sort of thing. Maybe there is a national identity kind of thing but it's a vast generalization."

He yawns.

"Sorry. Babbling on like that. I'm sorry."

*he shrugs*

That's all right. It happens.

"Well, congratulations on your job. I think I'm going to go to bed. Be seeing you, Garion."

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