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There is also a video if you are interested!!

In case you are interested in learning even more about this location, there is also some updated information about it in the pinned comment on the video.

As we move inside, we walk upstairs and take a look at where the squatter was staying, along with all of the leftover personal posessions that he had organised during his stay!!

Located within a large city we find this abandoned house that has been used and abused. During my visit, the front of the house was covered in graffiti and inside had seen its fair share of damage too.

Windows had been broken and the copper thieves had torn the wires right out of the walls! There were signs of a squatter living in the house, with a fresh loaf of bread in the hall closet and a bed that looked like someone had just left.

I was left with a feeling of dread during the explore as I had no idea who I might run into. With lots of personal belongings left behind, I began to wonder, did they belong to the previous owners or the homeless person that now lived here.

Opening up her house the day after she bought it, Nahi jumped back and bit back a scream, ‘never use your voice in ways that will destroy it faster” her mother’s voice in her head, or course maybe it was just that her mother had felt nothing in truth. “Who are you?” She demanded of a dirty Sin’dorei that was laying on a sleeping mat in the center of her living room. 

“I am a victim of the poor handling of our wars and constant noble manipulation,” he said, challenging her instead of answering her question.

“Well, Victim,” she said as if it was his name, “you have to leave, this is my home and I have a…”

A knock sounded on the doorframe, Nahi turned and looked back at the older man behind her, they exchanged pleasantries as he looked at the man on the floor and she kept ignoring Victim’s presence. This man was one of the contractors and she walked him through and up the stairs to where the bathroom was she wanted to renovate. 

Once they were upstairs the contractor leaned in and spoke quietly to her, “Who is the man downstairs?” He had observed her when she walked in because he was early, he had heard the conversation.

Nahi turned around in the bathroom and shook her head slightly, keeping her voice quiet, “He was here when I walked in just now.” Looking to the stairs she bit the inside of her cheek thoughtfully. 

He started the conversation about the work she needed done, and it snapped her out of her worried thoughts. They walked through the second floor so he could see the full extent of the space and what she was considering, when they headed back down to the main floor he looked at her, “I have some samples back in my office, I do not have any other work this morning. Why don’t you come with me?” Offering up a grateful smile, her back turned to the man on her floor, “Thank you, I had some ideas but your expertise will be invaluable.”

The contractor offered his arm and she placed her hand in the crook of the shorter man’s arm, “I think your idea of the tile is wonderful, I am looking forward to your thoughts on the overall design.” With that she let him walk her away from the house, and once they were out of earshot of even their elven kin she spoke, “Thank you. Now I will have to figure out the best way to handle that.”

“You could hire a bear and set it loose in there,” he said and her eyes swung to look at him with a laugh. “Tell a guard, it happens pretty often. Make sure and change the locks.”

She blinked slightly, and bit her bottom lip, she knew who to contact in the guard department but for the locks, “You don’t know who I might hire to do that?” The words were hopeful, she was sure she could probably contact Sol, but as she was already with the contractor. Sol would probably charge less but…. “I can pay in a free lunch.”

He looked at her, “Not going to guarantee me the renovation job?”

Nahilvi smiled at him, “I will pay for the locks and your time, but I am not just entrusting a stranger without even a quote. May as well just go give Victim a listing of my accounts.” There was a sparkle to her eyes.

“I think I will like working for you, Miss Nahilvi.”

Squatter

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In 1830 a newspaper in North Carolina, the Newbern Sentinel, ran an article about an unpublished dictionary, titled The Cracker Dictionary. The work appears to have remained unpublished (perhaps the title had something to do with this), but in reporting on the words contained in the book’s nascent form the article provides early written evidence of a number of 19th century Americanisms. Among these is absquatulate, which is spelled with an initial O, rather than A, and defined as “to mosey, or to abscond.”

In addition to absquatulate, the reader is informed of the meaning of a number of other similar terms, many of which have retained some degree of currency in our language; flustrated (“frustrated and prostrated, greatly agitated”), rip-roarious, (“ripping and tearing”), and fitified (“subject to fits”) have seen enough continued use that we define them in our Unabridged Dictionary. Other words contained in this never-realized dictionary, such as ramsquaddled (“rowed up salt river”) and spontinaceously (“of one’s own accord”) appear to have been lost with the passage of time.

Two of the loafers, we understand, were yesterday taken and committed to prison; the other has absquatulated. — The Times-Picayune (New Orleans, Louisiana), 13 June 1837

Cracker, sometimes cracka or white cracker, is a racial epithet directed towards white people, used especially with regard to poor rural whites in the Southern United States. Although commonly a pejorative, it is also used in a neutral context, particularly in reference to a native of Florida or Georgia (see Florida cracker and Georgia cracker)

The exact history and etymology of the word is debated.

The term is "probably an agent noun  from the word crack. The word crack was later adopted into Gaelic as the word craic meaning a "loud conversation, bragging talk" where this interpretation of the word is still in use in Ireland, Scotland, and Northern England today.

The historical derivative of the word craic and its meaning can be seen as far back as the Elizabethan era (1558–1603) where the term crack could be used to refer to "entertaining conversation" (one may be said to "crack" a joke or to be "cracking wise") The word cracker could be used to describe loud braggarts; An example of this can be seen in William Shakespeare's King John (c. 1595) "What cracker is this same that deafs our ears with this abundance of superfluous breath?"

The word was later documented describing a group of "Celtic immigrants, Scotch-Irish people who came to America running from political circumstances in the old world". This usage is illustrated in a 1766 letter to the Earl of Dartmouth which reads:

I should explain to your Lordship what is meant by Crackers; a name they have got from being great boasters; they are a lawless set of rascalls on the frontiers of Virginia, Maryland, the Carolinas, and Georgia, who often change their places of abode.

The label followed the Scotch-Irish American immigrants, who were often seen by officials as "unruly and ill-mannered" The use of the word is further demonstrated in official documents, where the Governor of Florida said,

'We don't know what to do with these crackers—we tell them to settle this area and they don't; we tell them not to settle this area and they do'

By the early 1800s, those immigrants "started to refer to themselves that way as a badge of honor" as is the case with other events of linguistical reappropriation.

The compound corn-cracker was used of poor white farmers (by 1808), especially from Georgia, but also extended to residents of northern Florida, from the cracked kernels of corn which formed a staple food of this class of people. This possibility is given in the 1911 edition of Encyclopædia Britannica, but the Oxford English Dictionary says a derivation of the 18th-century simplex cracker from the 19th-century compound corn-cracker is doubtful. A "cracker cowboy" with his Florida Cracker Horse and dog by Frederic Remington, 1895

It has been suggested that white slave foremen in the antebellum South were called "crackers" owing to their practice of "cracking the whip" to drive and punish slaves. Whips were also cracked over pack animals, so "cracker" may have referred to whip-cracking more generally. According to An American Glossary (1912):

The whips used by some of these people are called 'crackers', from their having a piece of buckskin at the end. Hence the people who cracked the whips came to be thus named.

Another possibility, which may be a modern folk etymology, supposes that the term derives from "soda cracker", a type of light wheat biscuit which dates in the Southern US to at least the Civil War. The idea has possibly been influenced by "whitebread", a similar term for white people. "Soda cracker" and even "white soda cracker" have become extended versions of "cracker" as an epithet

A 1783 pejorative use of crackers specified men who "descended from convicts that were transported from Great Britain to Virginia at different times, and inherit so much profligacy from their ancestors, that they are the most abandoned set of men on earth".

Benjamin Franklin, in his memoirs (1790), referred to "a race of runnagates and crackers, equally wild and savage as the Indians" who inhabit the "desert[ed] woods and mountains".

In his 1964 speech "The Ballot or the Bullet", Malcolm X used the term "cracker" in reference to white people in a pejorative context. In one passage, he remarked, "It's time for you and me to stop sitting in this country, letting some cracker senators, Northern crackers and Southern crackers, sit there in Washington, D.C., and come to a conclusion in their mind that you and I are supposed to have civil rights. There's no white man going to tell me anything about my rights."