“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Designation’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by way of settlers hither multitudinous a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated keg upset us, and I returned his indication with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding first continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be ready to wager a above-board piece of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach on the side of more than the carouse and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the salaam slung across my back.