Stability and Threats - Part 2

So, Vol quite easily paid that price. He still had over three thousand golds to his name, so the loss of a mere hundred was not something that he would lament too heavily.

Now, he had a house of his own. A good solid, and rather newly built house, with two stories, and three large bedrooms, as good as any of the houses that he'd stolen from the villagers during his time travelling across the country.

The house had been well-cleaned as well, and it was empty, a state unlike that of the other houses he'd borrowed. It was the first house that well and truly belonged to him. For such a small price in gold, Vol knew immediately that it was the most important thing that he owned. The security and stability that came with it was a privilege that ought to have been denied to a raider like him.