Clarabelle walks out into her garden, carrying a box of milk bottles and loading them onto her little cart. The cart has several boxes, each filled with fresh bread loaves, barrels of cheese and various sweet treats.

"..."

It was market day, and she was on her way to sell her produce in the nearby town of Kildwe, where elves, dwarves and other creatures would gather and trade.

She stands back and admires her handywork of loading the cart, with a soft, confident smile on her face.