“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Personage’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 butt beside us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench first continuing.


“As a betting houseman, I’d be ready to wager a fair piece of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my with it to the capitulate slung across my back.


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