“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared aside settlers around many a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless keg beside 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 bench prior to continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be delighted to wager a fair portion of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the wet one's whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my with it to the bow slung across my back.
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