“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared by settlers about many a fire in Aeternum.


He waved to a unanimated 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 bar prior to continuing.


“As a betting fellow, I’d be assenting to wager a adequate piece of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the bow slung across my back.


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