Joan was inside the carriage sleeping in the bag of corn. Snoring loudly as he was resting. He felt tired so he rested a bit.
Isaias was driving the carriage, sitting in the front. Rocking his body as they met some bumpy dirt road.
The sky was clear and the weather was nice. Birds chirping while resting on the top of their carriage. Isaias drove to the next village they will be heading to. Dewalt village was the name of the village that they will be heading.
A hub of adventurers that were training themselves to hunt monsters. Others were for them to feed their family's belly.
Just inside, Joan woke up after the wheel struck a huge stone. Bouncing himself by an inch while asleep.
"Wha....what?" Joan can only bellow while still half asleep. Squinting his eyes and saw some hanged hare meat.
Still adjusting his self to his sleepiness and stretched his aching back. Moaning as he covered his mouth.
