"Yes, working for a master with no name, is generally considered an ill-fated idea." Elric gave a quick flourish with his right hand, spinning it around with a quick twirl and extending it out. "Elric, Elric Barber. Typically I don't engage in the dramatic flair, but, it just felt right at this moment. I will say I am not nearly as talented in the dramatic arts as a mountebank. Hm, but onto much more serious manners than me engaging in the dramatic arts..." 

He glanced back up at the roof, "Well yes, Johnathan bought this place quite some-time ago. Used to be owned by a man named Gerald, who was a rather corpulent individual. He gorged himself on greasy mutton as much as he could. From what I heard those chamberpots he had, actually corroded. I know that is some silly gossip, but with Gerald it had some bit of credibility. And, funnily enough I believe his primary profession was that of a carpenter. Well, considering the fact you got through there, you should have little problem fixing it back up."