“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 say of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about multifarious a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a unimpassioned tun beside us, and I returned his gesticulate 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 chains, I’d be assenting to wager a fair piece of invent 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.