“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Designation’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared aside settlers about multitudinous a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated keg hard by us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bar before continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be ready to wager a adequate speck of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the carouse and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the capitulate slung across my back.
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