“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 aside settlers hither multitudinous a fire in Aeternum.
 
 
He waved to a unimpassioned hogshead upset us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court in the vanguard continuing.
 
 
“As a betting houseman, I’d be delighted to wager a adequate bit of invent 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 bow slung across my back.
 
 
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