It's a particularly cold and wet day, and the grey clouds above herald much precipitation. Rhianna would freeze if she doesn't take her winter clothes on such a day as this.<br/><br/>But as she walked, she noticed one man standing by the door of his well-to-do house, looking at each of the passerbys. He huddled up in his fur clothes, shaking... until he stopped and stared at Rhianna, wide-eyed.<br/><br/>"Fair maiden!" He cried out, hobbling towards her in his thick clothes, "A<strong>muse</strong>, sent from the gods themselves to wipe clean the cursed white monstrosity that has rooted itself upon the surface of my canvas!"<br/><br/>Time: 8:35<br/>Day: 14