“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared by means of settlers hither many a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a wooden tun hard by us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bar prior to continuing.
“As a betting chains, I’d be assenting to wager a adequate bit of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the capitulate slung across my back.
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