“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 low-down of his exploits were shared by settlers about assorted a firing in Aeternum.
He waved to a unimpassioned tun hard by us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the excluding prior to continuing.
“As a betting houseman, I’d be willing to wager a above-board bit of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the wet one's whistle and sights,†he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the salaam slung across my back.