The walk to the new house is a short one, and after only a few minutes they're looking at a rather run down limestone building with slate roof tiles. It looks sturdy, but like nobody has cleaned or maintained it in years. The grass out front is thoroughly trampled though, so Nut Up must have collected their belongings from inside.
They did, but the inside is worse than outside. Hardwood floors with peeling and worn out varnish, holes in the interior walls, light fixtures that don't work and trash. Trash everywhere.
"I think we will need a renovation crew before anything. I should have looked at the place before finishing the deal." Cain sighs.
"Don't forget, I've been here a century. I'll get someone in to begin fixing this up this afternoon, furnish the upstairs rooms and have it ready to start working as a trading post sometimetomorrow if you want." Carlos says, inspecting the damage.
