“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 say of his exploits were shared by way of settlers around many a verve in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless tun apart from us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding before continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be ready to wager a honourable speck of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the drink and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the bow slung across my back.