“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared aside settlers around many a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a unimpassioned tun upset us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bar prior to continuing.
“As a betting chains, I’d be assenting to wager a above-board portion of silver 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 bend slung across my back.
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