Untaimed lands

Flyn sat down and waited for the dwarf to address him again after Trinity had been spoken to.
"Yes, basically on my travels I have been doing all sorts of odd jobs...my father was a carpenter so although I didn't follow in his footsteps completely I used to, as a young teenager help him at his work and as such became very handy and am capable of almost fixing any old thing. However - as I stopped off from place to place after I left home I began helping out in the odd Inn - much like yours, have been a kitchen hand, waited on people, served drinks, worked in small little eateries etc. I'll pretty much do anything so long as someone is willing to give me a try." listening to his second question, he replies "oh yes, I am very good in the kitchen. Although while journeying I don't get much time to cook proper meals when I get the opportunity to work in a proper kitchen I can get right into it. Food seldom burns I can almost smell when it is ready."
Listening carefully to the last question, he answers "I'll be honest with you, other than when I was raised through childhood, I have never stayed in the same place for very long. Although, admittedly - this town is very appealing and already, in the short period of time I have been here, I feel it growing on me already. It is very weird" he paused for a moment "out of all of the places that I have ever traveled to, I have never quite walked into a place and felt already like it was 'home'. Even after living in one spot for one or two years I never refereed to it as home - I always knew I would move on. But I feel comfortable here. I usually get tired eventually of a place and bored with it, and that's when I move on - this is the first time I have ever felt like I may not need to."
He was just being truthful, although his answer was not a 100% either way. He did not know whether this would put off the old inn - keeper or not. But he felt it was only fair to tell him the truth. He was comfortable here though, truth be told. This was a very strange feeling for him. He had never dwelt in a place that he honestly felt like he could call 'home' before.

Charles smiled at the argonian "well ill give you a go, by the way my name is Charles " he holds out a tea towel out to him " well if you are ready to start you can follow me in to the kitchen now and we can get started " Charles stands up and moves towards the kitchen as he picks up an empty pint glass of a nearby table

Flyn stood up to follow Charles. Well. THIS was probably the quickest he'd ever been at securing a job! Arrives in the morning, has a job by noon hours later...he was pleased. He was good with all of these kinds of jobs too - so he knew he'd do well.
He wandered into the kitchen just to have a look around and liked what he saw. He could smell the pies baking in the oven from outside and now seeing them with their glistening pastry and the heat radiating from the oven...Flyn felt more at home than ever before. It had been a while since he had had the chance to work in a kitchen again - but now that he was back in one again it was like he had never left and there had been no gap in between.
Walking back out of the kitchen to take a snoop behind the bar, check the names and labeling etc. of all of the different kinds of drinks in case he had to serve any, he saw that Trinity was going to be serving meals and apparently be doing the bar as well. This was fine with him. So she had scored a job in the same amount of time at the same place - earlier than him, even. Fair enough. They'd BOTH done well!
He was just about to turn his back and walk back into the kitchen when he noticed the massive orc step in the door. He'd seen them before but even so - there was something interesting about this one. He couldn't help noticing the impressive mace he held by his side as he walked in. After a moment or two analyzing it - he stepped back into the kitchen to assist Charles.

Trinity thanked Charles for letting her help once more and went over to clean some of the glasses. She looked up when an orc came in and sat at
" pint of dark ale wedge of elder cheese and loaf of bread for grosh and bring to table "
Trinity took it all down on a peace of parchment and collected all the stuff she needed before taking it over to him.
"There you go Sir. Is there anything else I can get you?" she asked nicely.

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After leaving his father Caspian set off in search of his target. Once he got to the forst Caspian whistled and a beautiful she-wolf walked out to great him. Her fur was pure white, her eyes were red.
"Tala, my friend." he rested his hand on her head and ruffled her fur.

It took him ages to find his where his target was and it took him a full moon to get there. When he did he looked around the town not know where exactly they were. Seeing a nearby Tavern he went to investigate, Tala following him in. As he went though the door he stopped dead. Looking to where a young woman stood serving an orc with a mace. Looking the woman over he knew he had found his target.
"Trinity" he said loudly enough for her to hear.

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Trinity looked up startled. for only Charles knew her name. She turned with a look of fright as she seen the man, clad in a full length black trench coat with a hood covering his face. Beside him was the large white wolf. Its eyes looking strate at her.
Trinity gasped as she realised who it was.
"Caspian"

"No, sir - I think that's fine." Flyn answered, pleased. "your kitchen is roomy, I like it." He had followed The Inn keeper around as he showed him each area of the kitchen. He smiled when they had come to the kitchen sink - the inn keepers comment made him laugh.
"I'm pretty at home with preparing most dishes and drinks but one thing - I have already noticed that you have a few home - made brews and dishes that are particular to your own creation - is there anything like that I need to know about? Special recipes customers may ask for which you have personally invented of come up with that I may not know about - ?" Before quite allowing the dwarf actual time to answer, he says "oh! by the way - my names Flyn. I don't think I have actually introduced myself yet. I don't think I know yours yet, either - ?"

"Ah my bad im Charles ironfuse its a plesure to meet you " Holds out his hand "as for my secret recipes ill teach them to you as we go todays menu is on the wall " [ venison steak with roasted potato coated in herbs with brown onion gravy and fresh Green beans : chicken fillets stuffed with elder cheese tomato and sliced onion served with potato wedges : rabbit stew pot pie : fresh baked samon with grilled leaks: ]

Flyn nodded in approval again. Nice menu! He, himself would be happy to dine on such meals if he were just a random customer walking in. Rolling up his sleeves he got himself ready to get a bit dirty when he heard a raised voice outside. At first not paying it too much attention, he turned back to what he was doing when he suddenly stood straight upright and looked towards the door as the raised voice changed into a threatening below and the sound of furniture smashing could be heard.
Taking a second longer to react than Charles, who had rushed straight out immediately, Flyn dropped what he was doing and rushed out behind him. His eyes grew wide as he saw the scene of the Orc holding the elf by the scruff of his neck high above the ground. He watched as Charles yelled at the Orc to drop the elf which he does, quite literally. Already in his mind Flyn decided to himself that this had definitely been the wrong day to show up as a newcomer in this town.
Looking at the elf, at Trinity - who was obviously again, an important piece to this entire puzzle - frozen as she was, staring at the elf, Flyn's curiosity again peaked. It seemed weird, that one soul girl could cause so much trouble inadverdantly - or so it appeared to Flyn at the moment. There had to be more to this!
The orc was a fierce - looking spectacle, indeed. His weaponry lethal - looking - in fact HE was lethal - looking! Again, this time feeling that, seeing as there had already been a fight started, he may or may not need to step in - although who's side he was supposed to be on he literally had no clue - and figured if worse came to worse - the most important thing was to throw out those causing havoc in the Inn and to protect the Inn - keeper and the workers and the other customers.
The orc had at least complied - that was a good sign. At least if they explained themselves - each and every one of them, they might start getting some answers. Even so, Flyn's claws behind his wrist were just starting to show...they would be ready in a second if the occasion chose for them to be. Simply because she looked frightened - and because he had been assured afore - hand of her innocence, and he felt that Charles - who seemed to be a man/dwarf of simple needs and great honesty - could be trusted, he moved towards Trinity - this strange girl whom seemed to have allot of secrets and be made up of extreme mystery, and stood nearby her, but not to close, as he could tell right from when she had walked in that morning, that she was uneasy around others, no matter who they were. She could hunt, and probably fight, he was well aware, but it seemed obvious by now that her safety was in great jeopardy and she could literally be robbed of her freedom at any moment. This much, he knew.
So, standing shoulder width apart with his hands behind his back so that no one could see that his claws were out, he watched and waited to see what was going to happen next. If everything went smoothly, he was going to leave it up to Charles to regain order of his Inn. He would only step in if he felt he needed to.

Flyn watched as Charles dealt crossly with the offenders. It was obvious that Charles was used to dealing with aggressive customers and knew exactly how to deal with them. He noticed the similarities between Trinity and the other elf newcomer immediately. Wondering even more, Flyn left Charles to deal with the two while he rushed off to get the pies out of the oven and set them on the racks to cool. The smell was amazing.
The random outburst from the orc seemed to have momentarily lulled the Inn - but once he left soon after people began to enter for the lunch rush and so Flyn prepared himself for taking orders and serving drinks and food.
It was a good thing that he was used to this type of work - because as a beginner being left on your own on your first day to serve, take orders, pour drinks and make food would have proven to have been very awkward indeed. As customers of all kinds lined up at the bar to order drinks, Flyn began to pour out meads and ales. A couple of orders taken for a rabbit pot pie and some fresh baked salmon, and Flyn was very quickly running a very busy lunch hour!

" WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE" Charles booming voice hits them both like a charging mammoth as he he stands up as his eyes glow white "you dare insult me !" Charles eye return too normal before he sits down and closes his eyes and breaths and starts calming down as he stands up again and then walks over to trinity

Flyn got his meals prepared and out into the eating area full of the waiting customers and had more drinks to serves and orders to take. Thankfully - they were mostly drink orders, so he wasn't too run off of his feet. He wondered out how Charles could have possibly been running this entire show all on his own for however long it was...he recalled that he had mentioned that he had hired Trinity to be his new hunter so until this morning he had had no one to fetch him fresh supplies, either...
Shaking his head in disbelief, Flyn carried on with service. Passing through the kitchen to take more meals to tables, he stopped in shock as he overheard a raised voice yelling quite loudly and recognized it to be Charles' voice...running back out to the bar he quickly served the meals and then walked up to the office door - hesitating to interrupt but also wanting to know if something was wrong...there was silence now. He suddenly heard Trinity's name being called out. About to push the door open, a customer called for his attention at the counter. Looking back at the closed door, Flyn turned back to the bar to take the new customers order.

Charles knelt down next to trinity and placed his hand on her cheek as he mumbled an undecipherable speech as his hand glowed green he stood up taking his hand away he focused on Caspian " I apologise to you but please understand I see the truth inside people and I have that you and trinity are more then friends you both share a link that is hard to break you are both twins born of the parents on the same day Prax Drake and Alena Drake the twins were separated at birth the father couldn't afford two children so he gave the girl to Thorontur in hope that he will raise her well"
Charles looked at trinity worried "metaphysical link between you both which is when at birth twins gain a preminitical scence of danger linking them to the other and internally leaving a mark in your soul that is pure and can not be corrupted with out great evil" Charles nodded at Caspian " take her upstairs to her room its the first one on the right the door key is in her pocket I need to help out flyn before it gets to busy and again I apologise for loosing control I will bring you up some drink and food complementary " Charles leaves the office and heads out to the bar "how are you going flyn what orders are up"