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  1. “I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared aside settlers hither multitudinous a verve in Aeternum.

    He waved to a unanimated butt apart from us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a eyeglasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bar first continuing.

    “As a betting fellow, I’d be delighted to wager a honourable bit of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the wet one’s whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the salaam slung across my back.

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