Goodbye, Market Street 6

As if I do not have problems enough these days, my guildleader decided to sell his house. Nice for him, but it is the place where I sleep when I am at Venore. Well, I can't blame him, it seems he will get a nice amount of money for it and his plans for the future are really...nice, I guess, but it is just a little to much... I loved that house! A comfortable bed for guests in a little room upstairs, next to a rich library, I spended many hours there, realxing and dreaming of my adventures. The large, messy living room, where only Edore knew exactly where to find the latest pictures for the TibiaNews edition of the next day. Hmm, now I think of that... how will he be able to be editor of the biggest newspaper in Tibia, without his office? Anyway, it is done. He moved all his stuff out and now all potentional buyers are walking in and out, I can't be there in peace. He even cleaned the clammy basement, where mushroom had a good life as long as I came there. Very unhealthy environment, but he used to sleep there. I suspect him to use the mushrooms for illegal potions, but who cares...
Of course I will find a new place to sleep, a place that I can call my home, but today I am just sad for what I lost.
If I only had an idea what to do! I am stuck, no idea where to search for Lorelain, the main guilds lost interest for my problems, I am broke for all the runes I had to buy, oh, I wish I could organize an expedition to the jungle! I strongly believe that this jungle that was mentioned by the ghost captain will be the key for everything.