“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared by means of settlers about multifarious a lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless tun apart from us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court before continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be ready to wager a honourable speck of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the wet one's whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my in to the salaam slung across my back.
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