“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about many a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless tun apart from us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding prior to continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be delighted to wager a adequate piece of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the wet one's whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the bend slung across my back.
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