At the gate, Lorag stopped to speak to the nearest guard on-duty. He was a Nord man and, like many of the guards in the city, someone that Lorag at least knew the name of. "Hronmond, did the Champion pass through here, did she leave the city?"

"Aye, sir. She came through about half an hour ago. Didn't say a word beyond ordering me to open the gate. She was...well forgive me for saying this sir, but she was strange. Seemed very distracted and looked...unwell. She wasn't even dressed, and I didn't think Argonians were fond of the cool air out of the city. She looked like she was in a hurry, but I have no idea where she could be heading. Seemed like she was making her way towards the river." He explained. 

Just as the guard had said, the pack was easily able to find Meesei's scent by the river. At first, Lorag worried that she might have started to swim to keep herself from being tracked, but to his surprise, it seemed like she had just been walking alongside the river. Or more accurately based on the tracks, running. He still could not begin to guess what she was doing, but it was clear that she was making no real effort to hide her trail. She either did not care if she was being followed, or simply was not thinking about it. 

Even at a quickened pace, the pack would have to follow the river for about half an hour before they found what they were looking for. The trail would lead straight to Meesei herself, though that was not necessarily as encouraging as it could have been. Meesei had followed the river downstream all the way to the point where it reached a waterfall. It was one of many in Blackreach, and like most of them, it was tall and steep. Meesei herself was sitting on her knees precariously close to the cliff near to the river facing the drop, with her head buried in her hands and sobbing almost uncontrollably.