“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about many a verve in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless hogshead apart from us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court prior to continuing.
“As a betting houseman, I’d be willing to wager a honourable bit of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the bend slung across my back.
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