The priestess smiled encouragingly, particularly towards F'sresa. [i]"Yes, Zenithar smiles upon the honest work of righteous men and women. It is good to hear that you all are willing to labor for the welfare of your family. So many who seek charity also forsake Zenithar's wise teachings in regards to labor. As I said before, I personally cannot offer you more than a bed for the night and a meal. I do not have any more authority than that. But if you come with me to speak with Brother Daranus and let him hear your story, he can give something more significant, and perhaps the work you need."[/i]

Being that the conversation was entirely in Ta'agra, Meesei could not follow along, and had to wait until a break in the conversation in order to speak. "Is everything going well? Will you be able to help them?" She asked. 

"I do hope so." The priestess answered. "We will need to speak to Brother Daranus in order to give them the kind of help they need."

With a brief nod, Meesei turned to the family. "Shall we accompany you?" She asked before prompting the priestess to translate. 

Ma'tanza chuckled. "This one thinks a lot of things about the Imperials are strange. Or, well, what she has been told about them is strange. The Dominion says the Empire has lost the power and prestige it once held. A lot of people talk like it isn't even the same Empire as before the Oblivion crisis, and the Thalmor say that Tamriel will be better off once they control everything. A place like this seems plenty prestigious, though Ma'tanza supposes that if it is old, then the current Empire didn't really build it."

Looking away briefly, Ma'tanza examined one of the altars, which was identical to all of the others apart from the inscription identifying it as being dedicated to Dibella. "Oh, Ma'tanza has heard this name before. Dibella. It was one of the pride you rescued...La'khay, Ma'tanza thinks. This one is not sure who Dibella really is, though."