“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about multifarious a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unimpassioned butt apart from us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding prior to continuing.
“As a betting chains, I’d be ready to wager a above-board piece of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach on the side of more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the capitulate slung across my back.
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