Ida nodded at the priest as her way of farewell before marching out of the open doors. As she stepped onto the dirt ground at its frame, a barrage of children came storming past her. Their little feet thudded against the soil while they parted around her like a stampede of beasts. Ida snorted in distain at their display of wildness before taking her leave from the premises. With her good deed done, it was time to make her income.
Her steady feet would take her to the market where a profitable venture would ensue. The recently arrived traveling merchant took his sweet time to analyze her wears while making comments - most of which Ida considered common for ignorant merchants whom thought they knew better. First he asked if it was bear and she glared at him.
"Only if a bear looks, smells, and tastes like a rabbit." She countered. With some patience and blunt honesty, she convinced him of the ware quality and be obliged her price. With all her product sold, Ida headed back home to attend her drying meat.
As time changed and the sun set, Ida too followed its glorious ways and tracked her way back to bed. Her small shack was pitch black and the door blocked with a wooden beam. The hay mat covered in animal skins welcomed her body with its soft warm touch as the familiar smell of salted meat whisked her to sleep. Ida's day was over.
TIME SKIP Another sun has set. The crickets chatter cut through the chilled air as they sing about the recent descend of night. In the sky, dark clouds rolled over the town as thunder bellowed in its mass. The sweet scent of rain consumed the air where the orange light of lanterns can hardly pierce. It is the first night.
Now everyone can post however they wish: human and monsters alike. Some human character (like Ida) can be asleep for the night phase if they'd like. I'll be doing a time skip when I feel it's best.
ALSO: It will rain tonight. I'll post when it starts to rain and all of us will accept that it's raining. Once it starts, it won't stop. cant'stopwon'tstop
The day had passed uneventfully for Miss as she tirelessly cleaned her Inn. The final dirt had been scratched out of the floor's crevasses by the time the witch sat lazily on a lounge chair near a rumbling fire.
"Lizette," Miss groaned weakly from her throne. She waited a few brief moments before groaning louder,
"Lizeeeeette." The crackling flame muttered as crickets chirped in the darkness outside. The cold air from the incoming storm front trickled under the cracks of the closed front door to send a chill down Miss's back. She didn't budge. In minutes she sat in silence until her red lips pipped up in surprise,
"Oh right, she went to town. Well then, she must have seen something interesting." With a quick hop, the witch rose and headed for the door. Her thin, pale hands plucked a black cloak from a hook and whisked it to hang over her shoulders. Her other hand took up a lantern which she lit with a snap and carried it faithfully through the night, magically locking her door behind her. Miss was determined to see what had kept up her accomplice although more for her amusement than any worry for her companion. Demons were demons, after-all.
With some time and more magic, Miss appeared in town behind the church - she often like the risk associated with popping up in places she shouldn't be. But still with rushed feet, she shuffled out from the church plot and onto the streets with her free hand gripping tightly onto the clasp of her cloak. After asking around, she heard that her companion had gone to the bar and never left. Some had even discussed the rumour that she was a new employee. Miss was shocked. She couldn't imagine this act to be one of rebellion but it was unforeseen. Perhaps her apprentice had enough of magic spells and wanted to be part of the human world, but of course, Miss suspected other reasons too. She followed these reasons with a curious heart to come stumbling into the bar.
"Lizette," She cried with a mild smile,
"What's this about a new job? Was the messenger bag getting too heavy?" The woman half-jeered as she arrived near the bar table.