Recent content by Ennio

"There is no need of thanks." Ennio said as slowly he stepped onto the black sandy beaches, his eyes flicking around for a brief moment. "It's not the real beach of Bere of course." Even the Chance couldn't do that, or well, it could, but then Ciana wouldn't be getting back to her professor...

"Well, they're more like themes." Ennio contended with a slight frown, not entirely sure how else he would go about describing it. The Last Chance Inn was a strange place at the best of time. Many rooms, all seeming to shift and change at an almost random rate and time. He had long ago given up...

"Then please, come with me." Ennio said, gently taking her hand and beginning to lead her towards the back of the common room. There they found a door, seemingly plain as would be found in any other Tavern. Yet as Ennio pulled out a key from his pocket, Ciana would see something change, the...

"Well." Ennio began as she chewed over the question for a brief moment. "It really depends on which door you take." Or how the door felt at that particular moment. Sometimes it was rather difficult to tell where the Chance would take you, or where it would take itself. If he had to guess, they...

"Ah, what is a bit of thoughtlessness and mischief in youth?" Ennio asked with a small smile still touching his lips. "A life has to be lived." The Innkeeper pointed out. "And it sounds as though you've not gotten to live much of yours." The smile on Ennio's face turned sad for just a brief...

"Oh I'm sure they will be!" The Barkeep said to Ipatiy, glancing at her for a brief moment as she mentioned 'mercenary work'. Was he already going to lose his new employee? Hopefully not, the lunch rushes tended to get a bit wild. "I'm sure Alliria can more than fend for itself." As had been...

"How utterly fascinating!" Ennio said, having found himself utterly transfixed by Ciana's tale. "And one that explains so much." The Innkeep said with a smile and a click of his tongue, leaning back in his chair as he tapped the table and looked up towards the ceiling. A chandelier, unlit...

"Oh don't you worry yourself too much, Miss. There are no apologies in the Chance." Ennio said with a wide smile, and then suddenly paused. "Well, unless you break something, or you try to fight someone, or you stumble into the wrong res-" He stopped amending himself, waving at Ciana. "There's...

Ennio poured himself a drink, a simple gimlet, and by the time that was finished a botle of whisky had appeared on the small makeshift bar. "I'm sure Alliria will be perfectly safe!" The Innkeep agreed with Alyxander, though in truth he knew as much about military matters as a squirrel did...

Ennio put down the brass cups. "The Chance?" The Innkeeper asked, almost as if confused that she had to ask at all. "Of course." The words flowed from his lips as though not admitting to it would have somehow been some great scandal. Speaking as though Ciana should already have known the...

If Ennio was at all worried about the Last Chance suddenly adjusting and shifting to fit a dragon into it's halls he didn't show it one bit. The smile he had worn all night didn't move an inch from his face,. He only reached up to gently scratch at his beard while the others commented about not...

https://i.imgur.com/A5IFpIc.pngTyr "WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN OGRE~" Ennio sang at the top of his lungs, the heavy mug of ale in his hands nearly sloshing over as he continued his rendition of the ancient folk song. "WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN OGRE! WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE...

"Ah! A student!" Ennio said with a gleeful smile as he reached over and grasped one of the tall wide rimmed glasses from the tray he had retrieved. With a deft hand he flipped open a small box that had been sat upon the same silver, revealing tiny shards of ice. The glass shoveled some of the...

"The Chance does have a knack for being exactly where it should be." Ennio commented with a smile, though didn't elaborate at all on what he was meant. Instead he let out a laugh, smiling genuinely. "Of a sort, I suppose." He said with a grin. "Though it would be more accurate to call it...

"Isn't it?" Ennio said with a shrug, as though he really did have absolutely no idea what was going on. "Please." He began. "You call me, Ennio!" A bright smile touched his face as he suddenly swept away from the table and seemingly disappeared behind the bar. His form seeming to dip below the...