A lavish kitchen where the aroma of food can be smelled from miles away. Hundreds of servants and cooks weave and jostle about as they prepare for the next meal of the day. The meal they are cooking smells divine.
Palace Kitchen, Inside Palace
cook
a steward
I live to serve my lord. Constantly he asks for tea or me to bring a horse around. At least I don't have to do much more than that typically.
Ugh, it's covered with blood!  Have a care, there, chef!  I'm liable to stain my uniform, and this is my last spare doublet. I apologize, but I have too much to do, and not enough hands to do it. I will take that back in just a moment. Very well, very well.  I suppose it's at least a change from my usual routine.  It's hard to believe I attended the most prestigious Serving School, at the most I'm required to do is fetch a cup of tea. Ah, well then, can I tell you a story? Well, I suppose it will be a good change.  By all means, my good man.   I'm going to be a famous chef someday, with my own restaurant.  We will need stewards there. Not really a ... story... persay.  There's no once upon a time, for example.  But you've intrigued me.  What type of restaurant are you planning on creating? Perhaps not a story, but I'm a simple man, and was never good at those.  I will open a restaurant where I serve the finest meats and wines. Well I hope your cooking is better than your storytelling, good man.  Here, this is starting to smell.  That's all very well to *say* you'll serve the best, but what does that mean?  Have you even looked to see how much coin you would need? More coin than I am sure I'll ever have, unfortunately. Even working here. Well, I think your plating is good, at least.  But you'll need to cultivate a relationship with some noble who's more coin than he knows what to do with.  And you'd not likely to meet any back here. Perhaps, if one mentions the quality of the meal today, you would be kind enough to let me know. The chef would be happy to greet them personally. 