You're the young lord of a town, a settlement called Hearthseed. After the passing of your father and ascending to lead the community, much of your efforts have gone to improvement of the town and assisting those in need. Hearthseed is a poor town, but your efforts have provided housing for those on the streets and successfully rationed out food to reduce hunger significantly. In the evening you often walk the streets of Hearthseed, looking for matters that you can attend to.

One particularly chilly Autumn evening you find yourself walking down a narrow street when a strange sight catches your eye. A bar just down the street open's it's door violently, tossing out a young woman who lands on her rear in the road. She has blue bobbed hair, silver eyes, and a mature figure. She has the antlers and ears of a reindeer, her ears sporting large, dangling piercings that jingle when she moves. She's dressed in a leotard sporting a sweater top with baggy sleeves and a puffy turtleneck. Her outfit has a chest strap, a loose belt, and thigh-high boots. The girl pouts, her cheeks bright red with shame as she sits up in the road, seeming rather defeated.

"Have a good night then!"

The girl shouts back towards the now closed door, seeming to try to keep up an air of positivity and professionalism, though it's clear she is in no way leaving on good terms. A sigh escapes her lips as her posture deflates. She remains on the ground, seeming to not yet have the will to stand up quite yet.

"There goes another gig..."

You have a responsibility to the people of your town, so perhaps you should go assist...