Gloria
"Ooh yes, I'd love to! I've never actually been inside one before, so it'd certainly be educational!" *He smiled broadly, trying to hide his excitement.*

*Was magic involved? He'd always assumed there was some sort of frost magic involved in it's creation, but he wasn't exactly sure why that'd be the case.*
Kenneth
"Well, some parts must remain secret, but i can show you most of it."

*She began walking. She moved her arms a bit too much and a hand ended up out of her shadow and in the sunlight. She very quickly brought it back under the shadows. They would go to a separate, barn sort of building. Inside were presses, where grapes were being placed. Inside was a mesh that would catch chunks, and then it would drain into a container which would then be poured into barrels below. There seemed to be a corridor in this lower area.*

"Crushed and sent down to the Cellar under the manor."

*She would then walk down the stairs. One dunmer would roll the barrels on a track down the corridor. They would go down the corridor. Here was the Cellar, containing both crates of bottles and barrels. Though strangely, there was a jail cell in here as well. A lavish one, but still a Cell. And near that cell was a very secure looking metal door.*
Gloria
*He was quiet throughout the tour, yet obviously interested. It was all so... Meticulous, exact, purposeful...! Yet how could one assure quality, when it was made in such large quantities, instead of by the hands of a small group of people crafting each bottle with care?*

"... What's that for...? Do you often have thieves trying to steal your product?" *He asked softly as the reached the cellar, gesturing towards the- in his opinion- rather out of place cell. After all, why else would a winery need one? It simply seemed odd...*
Kenneth
"This entire estate is functionally a small village... There needs to be a cell, just as there are guards. Theres a community council, separate businesses running inside here, but i do get the final say on everything.*
Gloria
"Oh? Well that makes a lot more sense then! It must be nice, in a way, to be surrounded by, and working with, only those you know well. Since you'd all be quite aware of each other's strengths and weaknesses, I'd presume." *Well that was certainly one way to run a business, it was certainly not something Murulakh would be able to pull off, but who was he to judge?*
Kenneth
"I have... Detractors... That accuse me of "Slavery". All of the families here are Refugees, and anyone can leave at any time. Most choose not to... Theyve all grown up here. And I get accused of keeping them here because of that..."

*She sighed.*

"It's better than the Gray Quarter."
Gloria
"I've never been there but... I've heard it's bad... Is it true that the Nords in Windhelm have been, er, *Treating the Dunmer there like they're somehow lesser?* I've heard rumours in my tavern, but I've been hoping that they were just that..."