[Betony has been combing the countryside, destroying shrines to Namira, covering them with life, medicinal herbs, flowers, even some cereal grains, some were abandoned, others were destroyed during the Oblivion Crisis, she arrives at another one]
{This is the big one, largest in the Iliac as far as I know… I’ll have to slip past the cultists.}
[The shrine is massive, brimming with Namira’s essence, severally partial consumed carcasses sit at the altar, the strong scent of rotting flesh fills the air, the altar is carved out of the wall of rock that makes up the western most portion of the cave, it’s impressive on sheer scale, though not as elegant as chimer stone-work, nor as intricate as that of the Nords and the Reachfolk…]
{There’s no way taking it down, a simple purification ritual, and vines is going to get rid of this one… I’ll have to destroy it.}
[She plants her staff in the ground and begins to cast the purifying spell]