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"Khenarthi?" The priest questioned. Before Ki'Nai could answer him, he stepped closet o him and smelled him. "You smell like a fresh summer breeze." He nodded. "Alright, follow this one."

He led the two Khajiit to a back room in the mosque where an old Khajiit was staying. "Your grace, a child of Khenarthi and his friend are looking for her."

The old priest didn't look towards them, instead he remained facing the wall he was facing before they entered. His fur was grayed and patchy, making him look very old. "You want to hear Khajiit's opinion on the matter?" He asked.

"Yes, this one is seeking your guidance." The priest replied.

The old priest sniffed the air. "His claims are correct, he is a child of Khenarthi. But this one also smells a foul smell of decay, of larvas, flies. A foul smell indeed. Who is the friend of the child of Khenarthi? He is not a regular mortal."