By the following afternoon, Adventurer Black owned a mansion, and Veshara had found an excellent reason to sit on someone else's roof.
The property agent had been quite pleased to tell her about the sale. Less pleased about the price, judging by the sigh that followed.
Apparently, the elven smith had offered to inspect the foundations too.
Veshara rather liked her.
From the highest roof across the avenue, she could see over the trees screening Black's grounds. The work awaiting her at the harbor would have to wait.
Below, people kept finding reasons to pass the entrance to his lane. Two adventurers had stopped beside a merchant's cart, discussing the man who'd cleared the greenskin nest.
A well-dressed woman had asked the same servant twice whether this really was his new home and if she may introduce herself or it'd be against etiquette.
"I heard he brought back enough treasure to buy the whole street."
"My cousin says the Guild promoted his entire company."
