<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>All<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>'Sounds like a solid plan' he said as the organization of their ideas coalesced into an initial plan of action. 'I am quite fine with Melan holding onto the amulet' he added, the paladin a solid choice to keep it safe and secure. He stood to rise from the table when it was announced that folks were heading their separate ways. He didn't sleep much, and would likely be up most of the night, but he figured some quiet in his room would be more enjoyable than the cacophony of the common room, and he'd ask for a bath as well, so he could relax some.<br/><br/>'I bid you all a good night, and will see you when we break fast in the morning before departing. I've enjoyed the company this evening, and meeting some of you for the first time. I look forward to traveling with everyone, and getting to know the rest of you better. Everyone have a good night' he said, and bowed politely to everyone present before heading up to speak to the innkeeper about a bath, and paying for it. Once that was done, Enastril headed upstairs to avail himself of the bath, and to reflect upon the events that had transpired over the course of the past few days, and just how much of a coincidence that it was, and wasn't.<br/><br/>Once he got to his room, he got out a few of his spellbooks, and his journal, and then disrobed. He pulled the curtains to the window of his room shut, and then went to partake of his bath with a glass of whiskey.<br/><br/>The bath was hot and soothing, and gave him plenty of time to think about things. He was still wondering just how his former teacher knew to give him the piece. That part seemed orchestrated, but who or what did so? His teacher was a realist, and didn't believe in coincidence either, so it was done on purpose. He closed his eyes and dozed a bit in the warm water, enjoying it.<br/><br/>He would be up most of the night, reading and resting after his bath, but would get enough sleep for him to be ready in the morning for their travels.