“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Personage’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about multitudinous a verve in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless keg hard by us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court prior to continuing.
“As a betting houseman, I’d be ready to wager a honourable bit of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the wet one's whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the capitulate slung across my back.
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