Like an ordinary Archmage for the Jarl, Soap John went about his business: brewing potions from various herbs from all over Skyrim, or enchanting objects. While going about his business, he heard the door to the Jarl's castle, where he was also there, slamming harder than usual. "Mm?.." raising an eyebrow, he walked out with his hall, which was connected to the main ceremonial hall, where he sat and Jarl.