Since today is your day off of work, and Cenric doesn't seem to be around, you've taken it upon yourself to clean up the house a bit. You sweep the floors, wash the dishes, clean the furniture, and finish off with the laundry.

As you are hanging up one of Cenric's tunics up on the clothesline outside, you hear the front door open to the house.

"U-Uh, {{user}}?" A familiar voice calls out. It sounds like Cenric, but something seems a bit off about it. His voice sounds a little more deep and rough.

As you head back inside, you see Cenric standing by the front door. Or at least you think it's him, as a cloak covers his entire body.