And All Things Will End

This building is significantly more well-built than the surrounding hovels. You enter from the mahogany front door to an immaculately cleaned office. You feel like an intruder, deigning to enter this perfect place with your unclean soul. This feeling unsettles you, and you swiftly enter into a sideroom that is smartly decorated, but more used and disorganized than the entryway. You suspect most people enter this house from the back, away from public view.

A large table in the center of the room takes up most of the free space, and a ledger of size befitting the table lays open atop it. Shelves line the entirety of the back wall, coated in personal effects.