“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by means of settlers about many a ‚lan in Aeternum.
 
 
He waved to a unanimated butt beside us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a eyeglasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bar before continuing.
 
 
“As a betting chains, I’d be ready to wager a adequate piece of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the salaam slung across my back.
 
 
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