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[oneperfecthit]

[Someone has seen the decorations going up. Someone likes.]

Aw, y'all do th' Flower Festival here too!?

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[mmmleather]

Is that what all this fuss is about? The flowers?

[oneperfecthit]

That's what 'm thinkin', yeah! They's doin' a real nice job o' decoratin'.

[mmmleather]

Hmm. A festival devoted to flowers... I can think of so many other things worth devoting a festival to.

But, a party is a party, yes? I should not complain.

[oneperfecthit]

[Lucas laughs.]

No, no. That ain't it! Th' flowers are a symbol. They's new life, new energy. It's nature doin' what it does, an' we gotta thank it.

[mmmleather]

Ahhhh... I see. It is a spring sort of festival. The new life, and the fertility of the land, yes?

[oneperfecthit]

Yeah! Exactly!

[WOOSH, right over his head.]

[mmmleather]

Well, then! I believe there is truly something to celebrate, after all!

[oneperfecthit]

Good t'hear!

[mmmleather]

Have you heard of any festivities? Any specifics, perhaps?

[oneperfecthit]

Not yet, but 'm sure gonna stick around t'see what they do.

[mmmleather]

I see...

Well, should they neglect to inform you of their traditions, I would be delighted to show you a few rites of spring.

[oneperfecthit]

[WOOSH!]

Oh yeah? What didja do for spring back home?

[mmmleather]

[... This is almost like hitting on Alistair. And as entertaining. He chuckles.]

Oh, many things. Some of which I believe they outlawed in every country save Antiva.

[oneperfecthit]

Why'd they do that?

[mmmleather]

Hmm. Perhaps because the... parties became a bit too crowded for the liking of many a cloistered Chantry maid.

[oneperfecthit]

So they just up 'n banned 'em?

[Subtleties of language. Lucas does not understand them.]