Mido sits in the infirmary, restless. Two hours, she reminds herself. Two hours until sunrise and her duty here would be over. The night had been uneventful, which had made her wait even more agonizing. The only occupants of the small ward were a sleeping orc and his tired old wolf. He had not proved to be a particularly exciting companion- he had drank his fill of dream wine, had been sleeping through his infection since Mido's last shift.
Despite nights like this, Mido was finding her work with the Mok'gun fairly enjoyable. Nothing about it provoked her nightmares, she wasn't messing with any spirits, it was simple busy work that allowed her to earn her keep.
A cacophony of shouts rings out in the courtyard outside. The troll sits up, her ear trained on the nearest window. She tries to make out the cause of the noises.
"Legion be damned..."
"Ey mon, move it, dis mon's gotta snake bite!"
"It'll be fine."
"Friend, you don't walk those kind of things off."
Mido stands and prepares herself for the welcome bit of company that pushes its way into the door.
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OOC:
Just what it says, a Day in the Life. Put interesting case files, confessions and sermons here?