“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 about multitudinous a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a expressionless keg upset us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench in the vanguard continuing.
“As a betting houseman, I’d be ready to wager a adequate piece of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the swig and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the salaam slung across my back.