As her days of wandering appeared to be coming to an end, Chirro had been volunteered to make a delivery of some supplies to a local orphanage. As she looked at the supplies, she learned she wasn't going to have to carry all of them by hand. A pack horse was going to supplied to her. All she needed to do was make sure everything arrived and drop the horse off with the items.



After making sure everything was secure, she started her walk through the city. Why another person wasn't assigned this duty she didn't know. Did it really matter though? Walking through the strange location, she was able to get the directions she needed. After maybe an hour, she finally arrived.



Tying the horse up at the gate, she opened it and let herself into what seemed to be a garden of some kind. Small and simple but it still had signs indicating crops would be planted and sprouting up eventually. This was winter though and the goods she had been sent to deliver were needed more than ever by these children and their caretakers.



Having grown up at an inn, many of their extra foods were quite often sent to homes such as this. There was nothing new about this and Chirro was more than happy to take care of this...even if she was a little confused as to why she had been picked.



While she normally did not care about how she looked or smelled, there was something this day that made her change. Making sure her hair was in order, only the bottom of her clothes showed any sign of wear and that was a little bit of dust from the roads she had just walked. Noting nothing was out of place, she continued the short walk in front of her.



Knocking on the door, she stepped back to wait for it to open.

Ryder Ash