Warm sunny days, spent in a wee bit of garden. A bustling market, with exotic foreign customers seeking high quality botanical products. Researchers and plant lovers come to this botanical garden, bringing elite amounts of ISK to this facility, owned and operated by Parlaine, the 3rd Earl of Lennox.....

The sudden gust of hot air pushing out of the cargo hold as Parlaine opened it carried with it the stench of the last cargo of livestock, not the breath of lillies. Day-dreaming time is now over - back to scut work.

16 tons and whaddaya get
another day older n' deeper in debt
Lordy don't call 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the Company Store