“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Personage’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared aside settlers around many a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless butt beside 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 court before continuing.
“As a betting chains, I’d be assenting to wager a above-board portion of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the wet one's whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the capitulate slung across my back.
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