Deep in the outskirts of Deshaan, miles away from the Obsidian Gorge, was a small estate, hidden by the overgrowth of wood and vegetation. The only signs of existence were dimly lit torches, scattered throughout the area, and the sounds of shuffling and movement. A great number of people, among them mostly Argonian, were moving restlessly to and from, performing various tasks around the estate; from unpackaging and organizing caskets of alcohol, to loading up boats and carriages for the journeys to be made across the other settlements.