My Clan Lore is that a pair of Fae stumbled onto a weird bit of ruins that turned out to be part of a Gothic Cathedral-like Temple that had almost sunk entirely into the loose, black earth. They've been slowly excavating it, and since this new home of theirs is like a thousand times bigger than they realized, why not rent it out?

It's a strange combo of hotel and apartments, some of the residents have permanent homes here but many are only transients.

Maybe it's the nature of the place, something inherent about this deeply hidden hole in the ground and how abruptly it was pulled from being almost completely concealed, a freshly picked scab that was so close to being a scar. it's seclusion tends to find it inhabited by those who're either lost or running, is what i'm getting at.