No OP OCs, no joke OCs, must be human/ish, this is 2029 (ten years after 2019, instead of the pandemic there was war)

Trinity: *pulls out a few blades made of scrap metal and obsidian* "I'll take it. This a good trade?"

Peones: I slept fine master

Trinity: "Same here."

Peones: That is good master

Seller: Yes, Peones i transfer your ownership to this person
Peones: Yes master
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Trinity: *hands them the daggers and sheathes* "There ya go."

Seller: *leaves*
Peones: ..

Trinity: "So...You're Peones, right?"

Peones: Correct master

Trinity: "Ok...I'm Trinity."

Peones: Alright master

Trinity: "Alright, let's head back to my place. I think I got enough materials for the next weeks of weapon crafting."

Peones: Alright master

Trinity: *walks to her house, an abandoned building that has mostly collapsed*

Peones: *follows*

Trinity: "Ok, so um...What do you eat?"

Peones: I am capable of sustaining myself with an hour of hunting time a day master

Trinity: "Oh. Ok."

Peones: ..

Trinity: "So... You can sleep pretty much anywhere you want, as long as you stay away from the top level."

Peones: Alright master

Trinity: "Anyway, see ya in the morning." *climbs a pile of rubble to the upper level*

Peones: *lays down*

time skip?))

Sure))

ok. time skip to morning))
Trinity: "Morning."

Peones: Morning master

Trinity: "How'd ya sleep?"

Dreamer: *places cash on the table* I would like to buy them.

Peones: Of course master

Dreamer: Kay, thanks. *begins to use the materials that made the tent*

Peones: *flies off*

*time skip to when Peones returns*

Peones: *returns with everything on the list*

Dreamer: Thank you! *takes the materials and nearly finishes the house*

Peones: Of course master, I must follow the contract

Dreamer: Mhm.

Peones: .

*when the house is finished, it looks like this: (image) *

Peones:..

Dreamer: Welp, I'm tired from building this house all day. *proceeds to move all her stuff into the house, before lying down face-first on her bed* Night. *falls fast asleep*

Peones: Alright master

Dreamer: *walks to her shelter. it's not much, just a large tent made of scraps from the war and some old, raggedy green fabric*

Peones: *follows*

Dreamer: *walks in* Home sweet home. *grabs the slab of gold and places it on a table, then opens a chest and begins looking around in it.*

Peones: *sits down outside and watches*

Dreamer: Ah-ha! *pulls out a few materials* I could probably craft two swords, a pair of iron boots, and something else.. Now where did I put that doggamn axe? Oh. Right. It's broken. Might as well.. *pulls something else out of the chest* Make one more. *gets out a metal-bender and a screwdriver, then a few other things.* Alright, let's see here... *looks in an old, dusty book and begins crafting*

Peones: Protection isn’t something you need to be concerned about anymore master

Dreamer: I'm aware. I do it because some people still accept these things in trades. After all, money doesn't mean anything anymore nowadays. Just like that seller guy said.

Peones: Of course master

Dreamer: *nods*
*time skip to Dreamer finishing her weird crafts*
Dreamer: Welp, I think I'm finished for the day. *hops into a bed made of wood, old pieces of fabric, sticks and leaves* I'm going to sleep now because I don't really know what to do anymore! Wake me up if anything happens. *turns over and immediately falls fast asleep*

Peones: *sits and stands guard*

(time skip to morning 😎)
Dreamer: *turns over again and falls out of bed* Good morning, universe. *gets up* Hey, Peones? What do you eat? Because I'm pretty sure most creatures aren't unable to starve!

Seller: Cash is useless nowadays, what do you got to trade?

Dreamer: Hrm.. I have a handgun and a bag of staples. That's kind of everything.

Seller: That’ll work

Dreamer: Alright! *places bag of staples on table, alongside the handgun*

Seller: Peones I transfer your ownership to this person
Peones: Of course Master
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Dreamer: Hello there.

Peones: Hello master
Seller: *Leaves*

Dreamer: So... Normally contracts would be done when I get one? Or was I hearing wrong?

Peones: The contract is already in place master

Dreamer: Ah.

Peones: …

Dreamer: Let's go back to my shelter. I'm pretty sure last time I was there, somebody left a piece of gold in front of my door. Maybe I could figure out something to do with it!

*in the morning*

Dreamer: *yawn* I haven't slept that well in ages! Good morning, world! *gets out of bed and walks downstairs*

*Two large figures, one a blur of green and the other a blur of red-brown quickly dash away, Peones is sitting up watching them go*

Dreamer: Hm? What happened, Peones?

Peones: Am I required to answer that question?

Dreamer: Yeah..?

Peones: There where two other Vervain griffins here

Dreamer: Who were they?

Peones: Am I required to answer that question?

Dreamer: Yes.

Peones: Sunst and Cam.

Dreamer: Do you know them?

Peones: Am I required to answer that question?

Dreamer: yeah.

Peones: I do know them.

Dreamer: Well.. What do you know about them? Why were they here? Who do they belong to? *Dreamer is beginning to look stressed*

Peones: You have nothing to be concerned about master, they where friends saying hello on break.

Dreamer: Oh, okay. *looks calm again*

Peones: …

Dreamer: *walks upstairs again*

Peones:..

Peones: I am capable of sustaining myself with a hour of hunting time a day

Dreamer: Okay then, you can go, like, hunt. I'll figure out what to eat myself.

Peones: As you wish master *takes off and starts flying away*

Dreamer: Well, now that I'm alone again.. I've been considering moving. *proceeds to start building a house in a different area near her tent*

Peones: *returns after an hour*

Dreamer: Hi! Did you find something? I know I did. *takes bite out of a carrot* I have a small farm behind my tent.

Peones: I did master

Dreamer: Cool.

Peones: *watches*

Dreamer: Hey, Peones. Do you think you could try and grab me some materials around? I'm out of materials in my chest. I've used pretty much all of them on this house, even the scraps and slivers. *pulls out a piece of paper that has a list of the materials they need to get on it, and hands it to them*

Peones:..

Dreamer: Welp, I'm going back to building this new house. *continues building*