“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Designation’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by settlers around assorted a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated hogshead apart from us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding prior to continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be ready to wager a adequate bit of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the drink and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the bow slung across my back.
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