“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared by settlers around many a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unimpassioned tun upset us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a eyeglasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench before continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be delighted to wager a above-board speck of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the carouse and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the bow slung across my back.
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