Quest for Moonflowers - Kiri's Adventures in Elsweyr

Cicatrice

It took the rest of the day before we find another place to rest; a small ruins named Cicatrice. The travel through Grahtwood spent most of our time, causing us to arrive here at sundown. There were a few people here, and upon asking, they told this one the short history of the ruins. It was once a flourishing town that was renowned for the oasis waters that once possessed healing properties. Many injured and sick came here seeking aid. Once the Knahaten had come, though, something happened. The waters lost their healing properties and caused the town to fall to ruins. It is a sadness, seeing such a blessed place as this come to an end. We decided to stay here anyways, and took up one of the tents that were open.

I got curious during the night, however. While Sara and Jig slept, I snuck off to explore a little more. Unfortunately, there was no much to see. The ruins beside the ones we slept in were full of hostile undead and I certainly was not getting close to them. Although, my exploration did lead me to find a set of vials. As it turns out, these were vials of the oasis waters before they fell to ruin! I decide to take just one for myself. Surely one will not be missed from the others. I then returned to our tent to sleep. We set out for the next town in the morning.

The Stitches

A small, shanty town built atop a deep canyon, seeming to be filled with thieves and other vagrants. This one was skeptical to make a stop there, but the sands and heat gave us a dire thirst. I had to leave poor Meadows on the other side of the bridge, as I did not trust the looks of the bridge leading across. Thankfully, either by luck, underestimation, or our lack of heaviness, the bridge held and did not sway too badly in the wind as we crossed.
We stayed in the tavern for a time, resting after our long time of travel. There were a variety of Khajiit there, many whom seemed rather shady. This one did not make eye contact, instead focused on having her waterskin refilled by the barkeeper. Afterwards, I sat down, unknowingly beside a shifty-looking Dagi. At first we ignored each other, but then he started talking - quite religiously- about the Thief-King. What luck! And Siirdan said there were no priests of his. Although, he quickly started to try and convince me of my coin, which raises suspicions on if he is truly a priest or not! Nevertheless, Kiri was too clever for the Dagi who called himself Humble Zaham. Despite this, we talked about our shared appreciation of Rajhin. He told me a story, and I told him. In the end, we parted ways happily enough. Before we parted, he gifted me a book that tells some of Rajhin’s stories, for being a fellow faithful. I hope Rajhin treats his servant well.

Orcrest

My heart breaks! Orcrest is no more. As we prepared to leave Stitches, this one asked for directions to Orcest, but was met with sorrowful faces and dire reports of the city having fell to the affliction of the Knahaten. An entire city, lost! I cry for the lives that suffer there, the history destroyed, and how we still know not the cure.
Of course, we had to stop by the city gates as we went along our way to Riverhold. I could smell the burning rubble from here. We thought it best not enter the city to see the damage further. We hung our heads and moved on, instead.

Dragons

On our way to Riverhold, we all three heard something terrible; a roar that shook the ground and made our fur stand on end. Then came the furious wind and the beating of wings. I looked up and saw a horrible beast of crimson scales, claws, and teeth! A dragon! Quickly, we all went to find a place to hide. Luckily, the road ahead went into a small tunnel where we stayed in. I peeked out just a beat and say the beast perked up on the rocky spires above. He spoke in a language I don’t recognize, which rattled my down to the bones. Suddenly, I saw something like an arrow strike the beast’s side and he took flight out of view. Then it sounded as if it landed, and a fight was ensuing. We turned to leave, but I saw something on the ground. It was one of the crimson scales of the dragon! Quickly, I ran out to grab it and then returned. We made haste out of the area, not wanting to be caught up in what was happening with the dragon.

Riverhold

We came to Riverhold, a trading town in the far north. It was rather pretty! A sizable market in the center, a large temple that overlooked the town, and buildings surrounding it all! Sara went on to do her own research. The first thing I wanted to do is find my friend. But I knew Jig did not like him. So, I managed to convince him to go explore the town while I went about my business. It didn’t take long until I found him. It was like an old, yet good memory resurfacing. We talked for a while, although we didn’t have much time as it was already starting to reach sundown by time we got here. He showed me to the temple where I needed to go. I spent the following day in the temple, helping them with their duties, listening to their lessons, mediating. The day after, I was ready to leave. They told me the story that I needed to know, which seemed to be a part of a larger story I needed to unfold.
I then went to say goodbye to Jithka again before going to find Jig and Sara. Once we were all ready, we started to head out. But, of course, I had to stop by the market! There was so much I wanted, but only so little I could take. Though, I did buy a fan with a painting of Riverhold on it.

Rimmen

We arrived in Rimmen after almost most of the day of travel, this one cannot express how beautiful she finds the city! Tall buildings and spires that reach for Khenarthi’s domain! Clear, cool waters flowing in from the aqueducts above! The vast markets and variety of people! The only thing amiss was the sense of dread and sadness from the people. Machines of war stood high above the city, aimed down upon them in a threatening manner. The usurper queen subjugates my people in their own city. We all three agreed it best to avoid any Imperial soldiers while in the city, and then we went about on our quest. Sara went to the Mages Guild, of course, while Jig and I went to find the priests. It took some time, but we managed to find a group of priests tending to the people of Rimmen.
Once again, they requested I stay a full day with them to provide aid in exchange for the story I needed. So, I agreed. The following day was spent helping deliver sermons to the people, consolations, and to provide a healer’s touch. They, of course, taught me a number of other things, but at the end of the day, they told me the story. The final piece lies at the Tenmar Temple, they said.
The next day, we all three gathered to prepare to leave to the south. Of course, we once again had to peruse the vast market! It was there that this one found a sleek looking set of adventurer’s robes that I thought would make perfect for a travelling priestess! Although, it did take much of what coin I had.

S’rendarr’s Cradle

On our way south, we passed by an Adeptorium called S’rendarr’s Cradle. Sara and I both too immense interest. It was full of healers and healers in training! They were very welcoming to us both, even made us a tea that help boost our energy for our travels. We talked about how we were both healers on a spiritual journey, and one decided to help. They offered a small collection of unique palliatives, potions, and salve recipes. We thanked the greatly, and would set off again.

Hakoshae

We passed by a small village… of Imperials. It seemed like this village has been here for a long time. I had heard of there once being humans in Rimmen, but I did not know they still did beyond the Usurper Queen’s forces! Jig and Sara were interested in it mostly, since they’re from Anvil. So we stopped for a few minutes. Surprisingly, the Imperials were very friendly and welcoming! They allowed us to explore their village. It seemed there was a celebration going on. Unfortunately, we did not have much time to stay for it, so we left after giving thanks for the friendly welcoming.

Temple of Two Moons

We arrived at the temple in the late evening. The priests were about doing their business as usually, though they seemed… solemn? Somber? They still greeting us kindly when we met them, of course, but it was as if they had gone through something recently. Once I told them I was a moon priestess adept and what we were here from, their smiles broadened. They took Sara to where should could study books as she wish, while I? I got to meet with Moon Bishop of the temple! Of course, it is not uncommon to meet a moon bishop of such a smaller temple, as I’ve heard, but it was exciting nonetheless! Again, I was invited to stay a day to learn what they could offer.
The following day was like the others; assisting in duties, listening to lessons, which have so far been unique to every priest I have visited, and provided aid to any who came. At the end of the day, I sat with the temple priest for their dinner, and the moon bishop gave me the final story I needed. I put the stories together and knew the location at last! We set out for the last destination in the morning.
Before we left, one of the priests offered use something. A set of prayer beads, made from moonstone, and blessed in sweet waters.

Merryvale

We passed by a small plantation town. The air was sweet with the smell of moonsugar canes! This is a place my brother would love to live at, I am sure. The farmers here seem so friendly. One was even kind enough to fix my hair when she noticed it was getting long! They even gave use excellently sweet raisin cookies before we went on our way.