<div class="floatleft">(http://www.nationalacrobat.com/Gallery/i.php?/upload/2015/01/31/20150131130633-f24c1729-xs.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Enastril Rixxle<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Fighter/Mage<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Patchwall, 7, 577 CY, just prior to sunset<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Idle Boar Inn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kirien, Pansy, Enastril, Yesqwyn, Brennisen, Eferhild, Tavvia, Teria<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Enastril had been regaling those at the table with him of a story about a woodsman and a nymph from the Highfolk area, and what transpired in a rather humorous way when the newcomers arrived at the table. The story was a rather ribald one, with no subtle words spoken, and ended up causing quite a few laughs. He had enjoyed a few drinks and the company was wonderful. He was enjoying himself immensely and the atmosphere of the common room was perfect. When Melan introduced herself and Eferhild, he stood and bowed politely, and gave a firm handshake. 'Welcome, pleasure to meet your acquaintance. Kirien you know obviously, I'd like to introduce Yesqwyn, Brennisen, and Pansy, and I am Enastril Rixxle. Please, sit and join us' he said, making room for her and her companion at the table.<br/><br/>He sat back down and made himself comfortable again. The company at the table had been fantastic, and the evening was still young. There was plenty of room and time for more merriment and for making new friends.