“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared by settlers about assorted a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a wooden keg beside us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench in the vanguard continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be willing to wager a honourable bit of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the drink and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the bend slung across my back.
Ojalá los dibujantes pudieran hacer ese tipo de cosas!
¡¡Me apunto a esa Tierra !!
Ah, ¿es que no podemos?
Decía Nikos Kazantzakis: “Puesto que tenemos el pincel y los colores, pintemos el paraíso y entremos en él.”
Yo todavía no soy capaz de dibujar un lago y bañarme en él físicamente, mis personajes supongo que sí. Estupenda la tira, como siempre!
“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared by settlers about assorted a fire in Aeternum.
He waved to a wooden keg beside us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench in the vanguard continuing.
“As a betting fellow, I’d be willing to wager a honourable bit of enrich oneself you’re in Ebonscale Reach for more than the drink and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my cool to the bend slung across my back.
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