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Onnaday, 13 Seib, 1893 C.E.
"Professor Ghailain Saighairhain of the Imperial University of Sighairiel to see the Curator," that gentleman told the staff member on the front information desk in Akatoil's House of Historical Artifacts and Other Curiosities. "I have an appointment."
The young man, well he was young compared to Professor Saighairhain's fifty-two years, consulted something out of sight behind the counter that lay between him and the professor. He looked up and smiled. "Yes, sir. You and your assistant, Mr Mhainghair, are expected. I'll get one of our guards to take you up to his office." He pressed a button. "It will just take a few minutes for one of them to come up from their tearoom. Would you like to take a seat on one of the benches while you wait for him, or is there something else I can do for you in the meantime?"