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Griffith gave Simon a nod with a soft smile. " Tis a swell night, the air has a clam breeze the moon is set up high. Nights like these were great to relax to after a long battle." He stood up, a slender figure, but quite muacled and hardened from battle. A face so fair one could mistake him for a lady. With his sword sheathed to his side. He offered out his hand before Simin to formally great him. " I am Griffith commander of the band of the Hawk, legendary mercenarues of the battlefeild during the golden age, tis a pleasure to meet your aquaintence sir."