“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared by means of settlers around multifarious a verve in Aeternum. 
 
 
He waved to a wooden tun hard by 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 court before continuing. 
 
 
“As a betting man, I’d be ready to wager a honourable bit of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search 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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