“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared by way of settlers hither many a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unimpassioned tun upset us, and I returned his indication with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court first continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be assenting to wager a fair speck of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach on the side of more than the wet one's whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the bow slung across my back.
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