"Wait, you do not even have a home yet!?" Master Jamason was now wondering what he was getting himself into. He had never heard of anyone betting with someone to make them work for them, only to be homeless!
"It's only a matter of a few days. The five… erm, six of us do not stick around for long periods of time. We are always traveling, which is why we are not looking for a normal house but a house that is in a kind of space that only those we decided to let in are allowed to go to. This of it as a magic realm. A space separated from this world." Vance tried his best to explain. Luckily it seemed that Master Jamason understood.
"A space separated from this world…." Master Jamason's eyes went wide as Vance's words began to sink in. "I see… no wonder you do not have a home yet. To think you were trying to acquire such a place."
