"Just down this street is where that piece of crap is. I tell ya Red Eyes, the place is a shithole. I saw a rat as big as my head climbing on the ceiling. Damn near shitted my pants." said merchant with a laugh. Mimir hadn't gotten his name, nor could he seem to care what it was. He simply nodded in his direction. Thinking about the past events that had occurred. There walk would continue on for a couple of minutes before they stood before a small building.
It seemed to be mostly intact except for the plant life that had overtook the outside of it. If not for the brick peaking between the leaves, he would have thought that the building was a treehouse of some sort. "Just take out the rodents right? I'm not gonna sweep the place up or anything. I don't have time for that." muttered Mimir as he awaited the merchant's answer. The merchant applied with a simple nod as Mimir moved forward to enter the building. He had dealt with giants rats before back in Iceland. So, he knew how to deal with them both quickly and efficiently.
WC: 306