Two women and young child had found themselves lost in the woods, granted it was better that what they'd face in the town. The sisters had recently decided that it was time to go, people were getting too testy for them to safely stay. The eldest led the charge, a small white haired woman in her mid-twenties. In the middle was a red headed little girl. And at the back was a blonde who seemed to be in her early twenties.
They considered themselves fortunate, if they were a bit lost and still trudging their way through, maybe the humans were absolutely screwed. It was either humans or demons after them, in all honesty it was so repetitive at this point. The demons found them and wanted to bring them home, or the humans thought Ezaeurs pigmentation (or lack there of), or her occupation was rooted in some sort of son or bad omen. By now they just didn't care, when there is an angry mob, you don't stop to ask why there all so angry.
They kept going and going until they found a building, the girls sharing a glance before the eldest made her way forward to knock on the door. By now the youngest was hungry, and her other sister was starting to complain. Ezaeur was however stoic as she went to knock on the door in attempt to see if anyone was there, hoping that even if there wasn't her siblings would stop whining.
"Hello? Anyone?" She called out, knocking loudly for a moment. She used her free hand to tighten her cloak around her, sighing softly. They were tired by now, if nobody opened the door they'd probably set up in some clearing if they could find one.