“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about multifarious a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless hogshead hard by us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench first continuing.
“As a betting houseman, I’d be willing to wager a fair speck of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach on the side of more than the carouse and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the capitulate slung across my back.
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