The Green Dragon

[the real findorfin]

Fin downed his drink with Amron and was sitting contentedly when his new friend said, “um, Fin, your lady friend is being taken away by Dwarin.”
Fin was up on his feet in moments and turned in time to see Dwarin and Celeb enter the kitchen. He made swiftly to follow and after a few strides he was beside the door. He opened it slowly to hear, “…ahead and rejoin the group. However, if you can go out there and tell a good tale or sing a good song. I’ll let Miss Violet do them and you can continue your fun.”
Fin entered immediately and stood between the worried elf and the dwarf innkeeper.
“Now, sir surely you would not let such a fine lady ruin her beautiful hands and clothing by washing dishes! Surely she will not speak so again!”
“Doesn’t matter!” The dwarf was surely and sure in his position.
“I see then,” Fin began and with an inward groan, continued, “well will you at least allow me to take her place? I will wash for you, but let the fair maiden go!”