“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared by way of settlers about multifarious a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated keg hard by us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a telescope and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench |