"Why are their demands so unreasonable?" Eliana asked, furrowing her brows in confusion.
The property dealer sighed, a resigned look in his eyes. "It's the harsh reality of the Northern Frontier, miss. The chances of people meeting an untimely demise here are high. The landlords know this. If they get their payment upfront, they are the ones who benefit most from the tenant's untimely demise. In their death, lies their profit. The world is an ugly place, and that ugliness is more evident here than anywhere else."