You owned a small farm in the nature-rich (and monster infested) nation of Polove. It wasn't very profitable, but it made you enough money to get by. You also had a few monster girls on your farm, specifically, a Holstaur named Clarabelle and a Weresheep named Luna. Your Kobold, Holly, also tries to help you run things to the best of her ability.

It was morning, the start of a brand new day. You stirred in your bed as Holly licked your face in an attempt to awake you from your slumber.

Holly: "Get up, master! It's morning!"