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He waved to a unanimated butt hard by us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a eyeglasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court first continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be assenting to wager a honourable speck of silver you’re in Ebonscale Reach on the side of more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the bow slung across my back.