The sun sets, and the rain comes
Tribesfolk come and go along the roads and the square. Talk to the ones whose name you can see above their head — get talking and they may ask you for a hand.
The sun rises and sets, and rain and snow come. There is one server, so it all arrives at the same hour for everyone — you share the night with the person you passed on the road.
Stand on the west shore and you can see smoke rising across the water. They say someone lives over there, though nobody has crossed yet.