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- “I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling during to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared aside settlers around many a verve in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated keg beside 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 bar before continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be willing to wager a honourable bit 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 with it to the capitulate slung across my back.