“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 means of settlers around multitudinous a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a wooden hogshead 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 prior to continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be delighted to wager a above-board piece of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the drink and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the bend slung across my back.
