“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Personage’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared by means of settlers about multitudinous a verve in Aeternum.
 
 
He waved to a unimpassioned butt beside 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 bar prior to continuing.
 
 
“As a betting fellow, I’d be willing to wager a fair portion of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search 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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