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suggested his quarters and now is a good time. >
    Hank was a bit nervous about this meeting but he put that thought aside and replied, "OK, now it is" and Barana transported Hank to Fador's study in his quarters. Hanks first impression was, this is awesome.
    Fador rose from an easy chair in his study that looked like a transplant from 19 th Century England and said, "Good day to you Henry, I hope you do not mind these surroundings, but I find them peaceful and most relaxing."
    Fador was completely human in appearance, about 6' 1" tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was of moderate build and looked fit. As they shook hands, Hank replied, "Not at all, sir, this is really impressive. It looks like an old English library/study. The books look genuine and not what I expected to see. I like it."
    Fador said, "That is good and they are indeed genuine, but come have a seat and we can chat in comfort. By the way, my name is Fador and that has the advantage of being short, formal or informal depending on the situation. Sir is not necessary. You and I must meet as equals and be equals. You have accepted a huge challenge from us and for that I and my people are most grateful."
    "Very well Fador, but I am sure that I will slip into a 'sir' mode on occasion. Using the same train of thought, my friends call me Hank, particularly in informal settings. Excuse me for saying this, but you remind me a English stage and screen actor who was prominent in the early to mid 1900's, who…"
    Fador interrupted, "let me guess, Basil Rathbone and next you will be asking me where my deerstalker hat is hiding." Saying that, he reached behind him and pulled a deerstalker hat from a shelf there and put it on his head.
    Hank roared with laughter and when he finally recovered his composure, said, "You Sir Fador are a piece of work." To which Fador quickly and matter-of-factly responded, "I know." Hank knew, as he recovered from his second bout of laughter, that the two of them were going to get along just fine.
    Fador said, "I have been wanting to meet you, and everything Barana has told me about you has been extraordinarily impressive. I thought you might want to hear some things directly from me because I can speak on behalf of the Antoran people. I think it might help your perspective if I personally told you a bit about what brings us to this point in time. Some of this you may already know or have reasoned."
    "You have no doubt noticed that we Antorans are generally indistinguishable from the people on your planet. The genetic makeup of Antorans is an almost perfect match for Earth. This leads us to believe that Earth may at some point have been a colony seeded by Antor. Oddly enough, the other five planets we have discovered have a similar genetic relationship. That point of research may be difficult to ever prove for we have not located definitive records on the subject but it is at least a theory at this time."
    "Just 515 years ago on Antor, we confirmed the presence of the Glarin and their nature. We also confirmed the fact that they were coming our way and would arrive in about 15 years. Antorans are not prone to panic but this was devastating news. When you know your demise is 15 years away you react differently."
    Fador paused and said, "Ah, forgive me, I am a terrible host, can I offer you some refreshments, something to drink perhaps."
    "Do you have Ginger Ale, or some soft drink?"
    "Aha, a Marine asking for something that is not 'alcoholic' is an interesting anomaly that certainly goes counter to stereotype, yes I do happen to have Ginger Ale and I will join you."
    After bringing out refreshments, Fador continued, "There are several things you should know about our people that impacted the decisions we made after that discovery. The first thing is that we are very much a peaceful people to the point of complete non-aggression. We have no crime but understand it in an academic sense. If we had been handed a weapon and told that by pulling