Swamped

"Well. I've only seen one landing ceremony, but it was quite memorable. They prepared incense and began burning it an hour before the expected arrival time." He glances around. "Since none of the materials for the ceremony are present, not even laying around unattended like Brother Herbert's rainguard, the first question I have is whether they were left in storage or taken from the scene entirely."

Arlene glances at a shed nearby.

"That's probably where they'd keep the stuff," she says.

The priest walks over, and opens it.

"Not locked," he mutters.

You can see a long row of censers inside, as well as a number of boxes.

"So, hang on," you say, half to yourself. "They got a ramp out, and it looks like they were preparing space for cargo. But they didn't get the landing ceremony ready." You pace for a bit before turning to the priest. "Do you remember if they got the dock area ready before they started burning the incense? Maybe we can figure out when they disappeared, at least."

"Ah, yes. The ceremony is only supposed to start on the command of a senior priest. Other preparations are not of a sacred nature, so they would be able to start on them immediately."

"So then the disappearance would have been at least an hour before the ship was expected," you mutter. "Unless the senior priest never showed up, I suppose."

The red-haired woman is looking impatient.

"I'm very sorry that your fellow priests have gone missing, but to be blunt, I don't think it has anything in particular to do with me. I've got quite a few things to take care of, and the map is the main reason I came here. I've gotten a good look at it, so I think it's best if I go now and..."

She pauses.

"Wait. I just realized something. I may know what happened to the priests."