“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 low-down of his exploits were shared by means of settlers hither multitudinous a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a wooden tun upset us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding in the vanguard continuing.
“As a betting chains, I’d be willing to wager a above-board portion of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the salaam slung across my back.