At the end of my month, i lose my house in Arthe Dale. The taxes have become too high and I will be joining the ranks of the homeless.

Inside: Walls of rough-hewn oak and a smooth pine floor covered by a woven reed carpet enclose this small room. In one corner lies a pine four-poster bed, and near the bed sits a sturdy oak table. Above a small firepit hangs an Estate Holder plaque. The room holds a mild scent of apples. You also see a door, a white-painted wicker nest chair and a white-painted wicker nest chair.

It also has a window.

Outside:
[Berry Knolls, Blueberry Lane]
The lane rises slightly to the northeast as is continues to circle around the edge of the valley. A small circle of simple wooden chairs shelters beneath the boughs of a nearby oak, offering a place to sit at the day's end. Trimmed mounds of blueberry bushes, laden with their deep blue pearls of sweetness, border the green to the southeast. You also see an abandoned unremarkable knoll, a grassy knoll, a large daisy-covered hummock, a grassy knoll, a freshly painted wooden gate, and a moss-covered mound with a single maple tree placed by its entrance.
Obvious paths: northeast, southeast, south.

You can sit in the chairs there and pick blue berries.

If you go through that gate you see: [Berry Knolls, Bungles's Backyard]
A cobblestone walk lined with lush taffelberry bushes points the way to a large greenhouse nestled amid colorful thornberry shrubs and maiden tress vines. Brightly painted wooden benches are scattered around a small pond that rests at the base of a large mound dotted with fiddlehead ferns. The greenhouse's glass door has been cheerfully painted with colorful flowers of all shapes and sizes. You also see a freshly painted wooden gate.
Obvious paths: none

If you climb the mound you come to the fest place in Arthe.

I would like to find someone to give this home to that will love it as much as I have. Please email me at TessetteDR@netscape.net

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