Episode 7: Seduction
The girl walked over to the desk of the bar, as the doors shut behind her. It was not long ago since The Ultimate Warrior and Ownz-Runecraft had left, and Frederick was in a huffy mood. But, when he saw the girl walk up to the bar, he smiled, and thought straight away that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
"Oh, hello, welcome to the Misthalin Inn, and what can I get you, my lass?"
"Me? Oh, umm, do you have any food options?" she asked.
"Yes, we do, have a look here," Frederick pointed to a menu right next to her.
"Ah, thank you. Hmm, let's see ..." Carys-Supreme took a look at all the options, and it wasn't long before she decided on 1 portion of steak, and Frederick told Camille to jump to it. Earl noticed Frederick's mood going from grumpy to pleasant, and hoped that, in his happy mood, he would let Thuw return should Thuw wanted to, Earl needed to talk to him. But, he would let Thuw go on his own accord, Carys was lightening up the essence of the room, and Earl knew that, if this stayed, Frederick would forget all about Thuw.
It was not long before Thuw was turning the stick round with the chicken cooking like a roast dinner. It was getting to dusk already, cooking for the first time had been hard for Thuw, he always took his hand away gingerly incase the fire was going to suddenly shoot up and burn his hand in turn for cooking up the chicken. Runecraft had found a heather bush and was resting his head on it as he watched Thuw cook the chicken. As he saw the chicken go a bronze-brownish colour, he got up again and said,
"It's done, you should take it off now." Runecraft pointed to the chicken.
"Really? I think it needs more time on the fire."
"Yeh, it'll burn if you do that. Trust me, I know what I'm doing." Right on cue as if the recomendation was an order to the chicken, Thuw turned around, and saw it getting blacker by the minute."
"Oops." Thuw quickly took it off the fire, and rest the burnt chicken on the floor.
"Not much you can do with that, then. Here, try another." Runecraft took out a dead chicken and threw it over to Thuw, and Thuw sighed, Runecraft lay his head back down on the heather bush. So, Thuw began to cook it again, and, when it finally turned out right, Runecraft stirred. It was now getting to evening twilight, but Thuw had his dinner in his hands.
"There you go, congratulations, you just learnt Woodcutting, Firemaking, and Cooking, now you know how to live off the land my friend." Runecraft was fully awake now. Let's go get a drink. Runecraft apparated the magic orb, grabbed Thuw before he could complain, and sent it down to the ground, apparating them at Misthalin Inn.
"Oops," said Runecraft.
"Don't worry, Fred's off duty, Earl's serving the tables and Maxwell's bringing the drinks out. You won't run into him, but even so, he's in a better mood now." said Camille. Thuw and Runecraft didn't know Maxwell too well, but he was a friend of Camille's. Runecraft had disguised him and Thuw anyway, with the use of magic, they now looked like a tired banker and a trainee knight. Though they had explained to Camille that it was them, and she hadn't made a fuss of it. Of course, Camille, a former detective, had seen through their disguises at first sight anyway, and was tempted to tell Earl and Maxwell, who were as dumb as a turkey when it came to disguises. Frederick, infact, had worked in a similar department to Camille once, so Thuw and Runecraft were glad that he was absent.
"Why's Fred happy? What could ever have an influence on him?" Thuw asked, knowing Frederick well from his stay at the inn.
"A customer Earl tells me is called Carys-Supreme would be your answer." Camille pointed to a woman sat near the window, and both Thuw and Runecraft thought she was too good to be true. She had blonde hair, down to her back, that shone in the sunlight as he turned her head around. She wasn't tall nor short nor fat nor thin, and her eyes were a slender emerald, that hung above deep pink lips. As she realized that Thuw and Runecraft were staring at her, she turned round, smiled, and winked at them. Thuw nearly fell off the chair, and Runecraft, hands where they were, cast an invisible wall to stop him falling, without noticing that it hadn't worked.
"Oomp." Runecraft turned his head just for a second so he could tap Thuw and pop him back to his seat, then noticed Carys blowing them a kiss. Runecraft held up his fist to his ear with his thumb and pinky in a backwards L, in asking for her number. Carys nodded. She brought her hands up, and energy swelled among her hands, turning into the silhouette of pen and paper, but then, it suddenly dissapeared, Thuw and Runecraft felt themselves going to sleep, and fell off the chair, Runecraft couldn't fight it, whatever was stripping the energy from them. Earl had suddenly seen Runecraft and Thuw, and gasped.
Later on, Frederick was taking out a syringe (after raiding Runecraft's pockets for money for their drinks) and injecting it into the two of them. He took a blood sample, Camille snatched the needle away from Frederick immediately, recognising a substance caught in the blood.
"This is a knock-out gas, brewed to liquid form, apparated by the hands of magic." Carys was not in her seat.