For sale, old and busted.  For sale, new and busted.  For sale, new and shiny and conveniently located next to an incredibly seedy-looking brothel.  For sale, old and busted.  For sale, old and busted again.

For sale... possibly interesting?

For sale, old and busted.  For sale, new and busted.  For sale, new and shiny and conveniently located next to an incredibly seedy-looking brothel.  For sale, old and busted.  For sale, old and busted again.

For sale... hmmmm.

For sale, old and busted.  For sale, new and busted.  For sale, new and shiny and conveniently located next to an incredibly seedy-looking brothel with included sound effects.  For sale, old and busted.  For sale, old and busted again.

For sale... hmmmm.

For sale, old and busted.  For sale, new and busted.  For sale, new and shiny and conveniently located next to an incredibly seedy-looking brothel with included sound effects.  For sale, old and busted.  For sale, old and busted again.

For sale... hmmmm?

Knocking on the door produces an answer from a man in his apparent late thirties, bearded and short enough to suggest dwarven ancestry if that's a thing here.  He identifies himself as Laston, and affirms that he's watching the place for its owner, a B-rank Adventurer, and he is authorized to make over the deed at the Guild Bank given a good offer.

For sale, old and busted.  For sale, new and busted.  For sale, new and shiny and conveniently located next to an incredibly seedy-looking brothel with included sound effects.  For sale, old and busted.  For sale, old and busted again.

For sale... hmmmm?  This looks interesting.

Knocking on the door produces an answer from a man in his apparent late thirties, bearded and short enough to suggest dwarven ancestry if that's a thing here.  He identifies himself as Laston, and affirms that he's watching the place for its owner, a B-rank Adventurer, and he is authorized to make over the deed at the Guild Bank given a good offer.

For sale, old and busted.  For sale, new and busted.  For sale, new and shiny and conveniently located next to an incredibly seedy-looking brothel with included sound effects.  For sale, old and busted.  For sale, old and busted again.

For sale... hmmmm?  This looks interesting.

Knocking on the door produces an answer from a man in his apparent late thirties, bearded and short enough to suggest dwarven ancestry if that's a thing here.  He identifies himself as Laston, and affirms that he's watching the place for its owner and seller, a B-rank Adventurer.  He is authorized to make over the deed at the Guild Bank, given a good offer.