Snowfall

A few moments ago, in another part of Stone Claw City...

"Hey I'm going home for the day, you sure you don't need any help cleaning up?"

"Nah, it's cool. You just go on home and rest."

"Okay, see you later boss."

Once Louis's assistant left for home for the evening, he began to crunch the numbers of how they did today in terms of sales.

'Alright you managed to sell one hundred bowls today...that deserves a smoke!,' Louis said to himself as placed the last of the dishes into his cart.

Louis was a simple man, having been born and raised in the frontier of Stone Claw, with a simple desire: to manage the best noodle cart in all the land.

While others may have had dreams to becoming Aether Gods, or become kings in their own rights, Louis was happy just selling his noodles, getting enough money to pay for ingredients and how own wellbeing, and maybe splurge on something he could smoke.