“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Personage’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if low-down of his exploits were shared aside settlers about multitudinous a verve in Aeternum.


He waved to a wooden keg 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 excluding in the vanguard continuing.


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


https://maps.google.gp/url?q=https://renewworld.ru/budet-li-russkiy-yazyk-v-new-world/