Oha was contentedly counting his newly acquired gold coins. His haul for the day was quite generous, and he hadn't found time yet to thank his generous customer.
Oha's heart was filled with sudden joy, leaving no room for other trivial matters. The amount of gold coins he had would certainly last him a good while.
Night had fallen, bringing with it the onslaught of cold. The chill and darkness gradually crept over the land, threatening to consume everything. People had already wrapped up their day's work, instantly shaking off their fatigue and the day's fleeting concerns, carefree as they whistled and headed with light footsteps toward the brightly lit places. The little time before sleep was precious to them; they were going to dedicate this precious moment to the taverns that were just starting to liven up.
Fine liquor, accompanied by an abundance of stories, was the favorite pastime for these folk who had toiled all day.
