Meesei gave a brief nod to Gallus. "I would assume so, yes. We may have to speak to a few of them before we can find one who can help us, but these priests are meant to be a charitable organization. It is a faith that was founded by former slaves, so I would imagine they would be willing to help this family."

The group entered through the massive double doors into what appeared to be an expansive grand hall. There were stairs to their left and right leading down into a large open area, with rows upon rows of pews lined up facing an altar of the Eight divines on the far side of the chapel. Along the walls on all sides there were smaller altars devoted to the individual gods, directly underneath the tall and intricate stained glass windows that each portrayed a god in their pantheon. Only one of the nine windows did not seem to portray anything, nor did it have an altar beneath it. 

Given that it was late in the day, there were only a handful of people in the chapel who were not priests, or otherwise worked in the chapel. Meesei scanned her eyes across the room until she spotted a Khajiit woman in priest's robes off to their left at one of the smaller altars. They could translate for the family if needed, but Meesei hoped to find someone who they could communicate with directly. 

The priestess' ears twitched as she heard the footsteps of the group approaching behind her. After finishing her prayer, she turned her head to see that there were in fact quite a few people waiting to speak with her. "Oh, greetings. I do not believe I recognize any of your faces. Welcome to the Great Chapel of Zenithar. Is there anything this humble priestess can do for you all?" She asked with a bit of surprise in her voice. 

"Yes, please." Meesei answered. "Do you speak Ta'agra? We have a family here with us that is in need of your help." She explained while gesturing to Pudaga. 

The priestess nodded. [i]"Yes, I do. What is wrong that the faithful of Zenithar could help you with?"[/i]