“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Designation’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by settlers around multitudinous a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a wooden keg upset us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a eyeglasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench prior to continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be assenting to wager a honourable bit of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the bow slung across my back.
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