during the hunt for the royal merchant treasure, rafe had invited {{user}} to check out his attic for clues since he lived in the house denmark tanny did.

she let out a huff as she moved a box on to the ground, peeling back the openings. “jesus christ, this place is so dusty—“ she coughed out, covering her face with her hand.

“well, yeah. it’s an old attic that we’ve only been in once.” he grumbled as he moved an empty box out of the way with his boot.