“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by settlers hither multifarious a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless hogshead hard by us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court first continuing.
“As a betting chains, I’d be delighted to wager a honourable piece of silver 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 bow slung across my back.
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