Surverniose was sitting outside his ragged house taking in the view. He was admiring the sun coming over the mountains in the far distance and how it made the sky glow a pinkish orange kind of colour. He could see the smoke coming from the chimney of the Splintered Axe tavern but that wasn't much to look at.
His house, located on the outskirts of the village, wasn't much too look at either; it was small with just two rooms. The outside wasn't so bad; it had two windows out the front, not glass, and a door in between the windows. The roof was just thatched straw with a stone chimney sticking out of the top. Surverniose kept his horse, named Nero, in a small make-shift stable behind the house. Nero was a female jet black horse which Surverniose sometimes called his Black Knight.
Surverniose looked around to see the usual hustle and bustle of the early morning, which in Kjalt was barely any at all. He sighed and said "Just the way I like it" closing his eyes to savour the quietness of this peaceful village. Surverniose came here to settle in and for peace from the world he used to live in. The great cities were never quiet, not even at night.
He thought he had better get started with his job. He was an Errand Rider so he rode around on his horse to be available if anyone needs help. Sometimes he gets small jobs like delivering a message to someone on the other side of the village. Other times he has to run errands, like take 4 new horse shoes to Reptav or take a bag of wheat to Lewert.
Surverniose went to his stable to feed and water Nero than brushed her down. After all of that was done he took Nero out of her stall, around the house, jumped on and set down the dirt street towards the village center in search of an errand.
