He waved to a expressionless hogshead upset 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 before continuing.

“As a betting fellow, I’d be assenting to wager a fair portion of silver 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 cool to the bow slung across my back.

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