Ruby Settles In for the Duration
There comes a time when every traveller knows she must settle in and do some backstory to the story. The settling in became difficult on Eder D’Uru, because there was no wee bits of plots available for Ruby to make do with. In the first few days she lived out of her traveller’s cart. She picked up the cart last year, while working on another story project from the McTinker Family Band. They stored it in their garage, and found no use for it. They gave it to her for a song and dance.
The second week Ruby tore the cart apart, added a few pieces to the soup (as any decent seanachai would do) and built an office, where she could do the business of sallying up to the locals. This worked only to get her invited to a couple of nice parties. It did nothing to get her some land to build on.
During the third week she talked to local landowners on Eder D’Uru about renting some property on a time to time basis. That did not work either. Everyone and anyone is suspicious of Ruby’s interests. So, she embarked on a campaign to find some land off site. This was a daunting task. Her previous experiences said NO mainland and no entirely offbeat neighbors (speaking from the black kettle).
Altydwarber was kind enough to give her a tour of her home and residential parcel. The price for the plot next to her lovely and spacious home was available, but Ruby slept on it. The sleep brought up the old images of 4 years earlier: 1 lady of the evening on one side and 1 casino owner on the other. Of course, the parcel where Alty lives is more than respectable and the vacant lot had a nice starter home on it, but Ruby wanted more. She wanted to be able to put down her catalog home, a home that reminded her of Yeats and her cousins’ home who live in Michigan, where Ruby grew up on the corner of Oak and Sterling.
The house was made of the same block and the stairs were constructed in a quiet place.
Ruby wanted a view, the quiet stairway and privacy on an island overlooking a craggy sea.
She got up, made coffee, made her cart bed in the office, where she’s been sleeping and headed out to look again for the 37th time. Oh dear, and of course she landed smack dab in someone’s private abode, who nicely told her to get out. 
Just when she decided to give it up and do something utterly different, like go to surf side and see a movie with me, she found it. The best place for her. She plopped her house down on it (the house will undergo personal renovation), and she is in business with enough room, view and twice the number of prim allocations then she expected. No association fees does she pay. She is leasing the property without any of the drawbacks normally associated with this kind of deal. It is about $1.00 US more per month, but it is worth the pittance. Ruby will have no more than 2 neighbors, once someone else moves in. Like parcels have sold out. It is likely that this land was conjured up recently and will be gone soon.
Because Ruby is out picking up a few things and revising/renovating the parcel, she leaves you with this photo. And yes, oh yes, she plans to keep the office open. She will take a few things out and add some business prims to replace them. She plans to keep the storefront in the mall with a Myst book link to the office on the desert, but most of the storytelling will be done with a view, a teleport away from Eder D’uru, the location that is already full up (no room at the Inn), and no longer offering parcels. Oh well, maybe