[ That's a good start. Ashraf pushes his marques across the counter as the bartender refills their drinks, apparently accepting Thassarian's half of the trade. ]
You wouldn't have struck me as a farmer. [ He smiles over. ] Only God knows why, you certainly have the beard for it. How long ago was that?
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You wouldn't have struck me as a farmer. [ He smiles over. ] Only God knows why, you certainly have the beard for it. How long ago was that?