You check your calendar, it is February of 1721 in France. You hesitantly step out your door, aware of the risks of going out at times like this, yet also in dire need of restocking your food supplies. The streets actually seem relatively empty, except for a lone plague doctor you see. They walk down one of the streets of Marseille, glancing in your direction for a moment but then continuing to walk. You can't tell much about this person, as their full-body outfit masks their features.