A dilapidated wooden structure with a caved in roof and debris everywhere.  Even the trees outside the house are falling apart.  There's waist high grass leading to the house along with a dirt path.
Ruined house, Abandoned
wealthy noble
vagrants
I don't have any place to live, and I exist at the fringes of the town's society, sneaking a night's sleep in a barn, begging for food in return for work at cottage doors.  When I've worn out my welcome in a particular town, I move onto the next one. I don't really have a role to play in society.
Hello sir, can you spare some change or food perhaps? Aye, I can help you out. Oh wow! Thank you sir! This will feed me for a week. Tell me are you always this generous? Nay, but I am trying to not be so rotten all the time.  Well you are off to a good start. Have you seen any guards around here? Nay, why do you ask? They are looking for me. i slept in a barn the other night and they think i stole some chickens. Oh dear, you had better be moving on then.  The King's Guards are a most fearsome bunch. I know, they know too much already. I fear my life is coming to an end if they find me. Here change your garments, that will help you hide better. Thank you sir. I wish more people were like you. Aye, I am beginning to learn that giving feels good.  It is an odd feeling.