Gloria
"I don't understand... Why would they destroy a *Vineyard* Of all things? That just... I'm not sure, but it seems rather odd- but who am I to assume to understand the minds of others..." *Murulakh gritted his teeth, stifling a sigh. People were strange, at times it seemed like Sheogorath had quite the strong influence over Men and Mer... Why else would they behave so... Illogically..?*
Kenneth
"The Dominion don't like me. I had another in Southern Cyrodiil during the war. I did some... Unsavory things to Thalmor agents."

*She said this rather blankly.*

"Regarding your request... We sell by Case, not barrel. A case of 24 bottles is 700... That's wholesale. Those 24 individually would add up to 1200, 50 a bottle."

*This was expensive, 50 a bottle? But most inns and taverns that did sell her wine sold it for 25 a glass... And you could get about 6 glasses per bottle. It would ultimately be profitable.*
Gloria
"... Oh well-" *Murulakh decided it'd be best to ignore the whole war comment... War brought out the worst in people, but generally from what he'd noticed, during wartime people were never truly themselves* "I only have a thousand septims with me at the moment, can't take too much money with me with all those bandits roaming about, it only seems to make them more aggressive... But I could give you that now, and return with the rest of the gold as soon as I can?"
Kenneth
*She raised an eyebrow.*

"Dear, I told you it was *700* For a case. I was just saying that you would be saving money."

*She wasnt mad, just... Confused.*

"It should last you quite a while."
Gloria
"I'm so sorry- all these numbers and words have my brain in a bit of a loop" *He chuckled, somewhat embarrassed* "Well uh, in that case, here-"

*He dug through his satchel, pulling out an orange-ish bag. He slide it over to her, grimacing.*
Kenneth
*She picked it up and smiled. She had the ability to estimate the amount of gold in a coinpurse without even looking at it. She placed it in her pocket and stood.*

"Well, thats settled."

*She stood up.*

"Follow me, I'll acquaint you with the one who does our Deliveries."

*She began walking. She assumed he would follow. At the door, she grabbed a large sunhat hanging next to it and put it on. Walking outside, they would go left until they reached a small area filled with Guar and Bantam Guar and a few Nix Hounds. There was a Dunmer loading and securing cases on a guar.*

"Llothis, dear! This is one of our new customers... Um, what was your name?"
Gloria
"Oh yes- I'm Murulakh... Nice to meet you?" *He responded with a nod, crouching down to let the nix hounds sniff him. It had been what... A decade or two since he'd last seen one of those? Oh how the time flies.*
Kenneth
*The Dunmer loading the Guar came over. He had what seemed like a straw hat with a large fur coat. He extended his hand.*

"Llothis Hlaalu. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

*He had that cockney sort of accent some dunmer had. One of the Bantam Guar was sniffing Murulakh's shoe. And another off in the distance fell facefirst into a pile of snow.*
Gloria
*Murulakh snorted, resisting the urge to run over and help it up, instead, he redirected said urge towards giving the guar beside him soft scratches on the top of it's head.*
*After a few moments he realized what Llothis' extended hand meant, accepted the hand shake with a strong, yet gentle grip.*
Kenneth
*He shook the hand before moving back to what he was doing. The Bantam Guar in the snow was a young chick, and it's mother got it out.*

"Well, if thats settled, then would you like to see the actual winery and aging Cellar?"

*She seemed excited to actually show a new customer how it all worked. New Outside eyes hadn't seen it in a while...*