Rebuilding Help Needed [Job/Lissa]

During one of her visits to the village inhabited by the Candlemon whom Lissa had already assisted twice in the past with their problems. Dealing with an oversized fireball monster and one sneaky gorilla thief.
This time, as she sat in the Scrap Iron Inn after being handed a large mug of cocoa by the kindly Candlemon at the bar. Lissa heard rumor and hearsay of a town further up north. “They say it was burned down after a volcano.”
One of the Candlemon said in a hushed voice. “No, no, no. Don’t you read! It was a tremendous battle of epic proportions. Now it’s a charred mess.” Another said in a more scolding tone. “Although, they say there are those are trying to rebuild it. Don’t cha know”

That was that. The following morning, Lissa and VeeVee followed the path from the village further north until she found the town from the gossip. It seemed slightly less smoulder-y now as some work had already begun, it seemed. But it was clear, that this once beautiful town had been torn down through terrible means. Lissa walked into the village, closely by VeeVee who was on guard as if worried something was going to burst from the rubble and construction to attack them.

“Now, what are we going to do exactly?” She asked more to herself than VeeVee. “I wonder if there is anyone else here at the moment?”

As Lissa moved further into the destroyed village, she caught more of the relief effort that had already started. It seemed like a lot of the town was being restored, although a large portion was still burnt into piles of burned wood, debris, and charcoal. At first, she thought she was alone until she heard a loud voice off in the distance. Following the voice, she came across someone, a human girl and then a Digimon or two. She was shouting fairly loudly and sighing to herself – asking for an assistant.

After a moment's hesitation, Lissa skipped excitedly over to see the girl who appeared to be saving some kind of breakdown. “Heyo, I’m Lissa. The Hero of Justice. I wanted to help with the town rebuilding thing.” Putting her hand out for the girl to shake, she quickly added, “It’s very nice to meet you, really.”

“Also, this is my partner, VeeVee,” she added further, pointing to her partner who was looking past the girl and to the fully evolved Digimon. A large knight-like Digimon in deep black armor wielding a lance and a shield. VeeVee seemed very interested in the partner of the girl, or so Lissa assumed. "How can we help?"

Lissa blinked confusedly at his words. “A Ryokan?” she repeated slowly. Other than that, she seemed to understand her odd choice of words. She was an owner of an inn and she needed help to rebuild the town – that much made sense at least. Looking down at her partner, who was standing at her side. It was clear to see that she was confused as well by his one raised brow.

They followed Koharu through the door into the inn which stood behind them. She led her to the bar on one side of the room. Lissa sat down on one of the tall stools with VeeVee on her left side. VeeVee laid his head down on the bar as Koharu passed Lissa a drink of something that smelled very sweet. Lissa stared down now as a very long paper was placed under her nose. It was written in very small font and seemed to, from a glance, some form of contract that would force her to consent to be his assistant and to not quit. As it was so long and written in such small font, she failed to read it all – only reaching the end of the first paragraph. She pulled out a pen and scraped a swirly signature across the bottom. “There you go!”

Without any further ado, Koharu started to describe the list of jobs that needed doing, which included rebuilding and dismantling, stop people from raiding the food supply and then to shovel some snow. It all seemed fair enough but still fairly boring. When Lissa considered the things she had done in the past, which included taking out some enraged and aggressive Digimon and then taking out a dark guild. Lissa opened her mouth to mention this but a loud growl overcame her words. To her left, VeeVee’s stomach was growling loudly and she was staring across the bar at the small amounts of food on the back. “Do you mind if she eats and we can get to work?”