“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if say of his exploits were shared by settlers about assorted a verve in Aeternum. 
 
 
He waved to a unimpassioned tun upset us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench prior to continuing. 
 
 
“As a betting chains, I’d be willing to wager a honourable piece of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the drink and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my with it to the bow slung across my back. 
 
 
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