“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 means of settlers hither many a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated tun hard by us, and I returned his indication with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding prior to continuing.
“As a betting houseman, I’d be assenting to wager a honourable speck of coin 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.