Kesu, keeper of the myrrh
Keeper of the myrrh trees of Punt. He talks to every tree by name, and swears they answer.
Where to find
Overheard
Shh. They're resting. The trees. Speak softly.
Kesu, keeper of the myrrh. These are my trees. Every one has a name. That one's sulking.
You cut the bark, gently, and the tree weeps. The tears dry red-gold. That's myrrh. Cut too deep and the tree dies, and so do you, if I find out.
Your Queen took thirty-one of my grandfather's trees, in baskets, with their own earth. He said they'd die. They didn't. He was furious.
The gods like the smoke of myrrh. So do the trees, I think. They like to know what they're for.
Quests
Thirty-One Trees, The Old Tusker
