A fairly plain wooden building, the fireplace in the center of the back wall provides warmth during the winter seasons. There are paintings on the wall showing the farmer's forefathers and the previous owners. The floor is adorned with animal pelt rugs, and wood crafted furniture for the farmers to sit in.
Main house, Farm
drunks
farmers
I am a farmer.  My family and I live right outside of the kingdom.  We will soon be harvesting.  After harvest, my sons and I will take our goods to the town to sell.
Crazy drunks, what are you all doing here at the house? Drinking!  We were invited here by your daughter for the after-party! Ha! Likely story! I have no daughters! Only sons. Well . . . I did think she looked awfully mannish in that dress, but gender is only a social construct after all. How dare you defile the name of my... well, okay. Fair enough. Herbert does have such proclivities. Hebert!  She told me her name was Herberina!  Wild man, wild.  She's a good lad your Herbert. You're not the first lad to be tricked. She's quite the looker, that Herbert! I can see where Herbet gets it!  You're not a bad looker yourself old man! He gets it from his mother. She's a looker! Haha, I'll bet!  You're a lucky man Mister Farmer! See that painting? That's Herbert's grandfather. As you can see, he also didn't mind wearing a dress from time to time. What a stunner!  And a spitting image of Herbert if I do say so myself!