Colors hummed noncommittally. "Well...it's really just best not to trust anyone for this sort of thing. Just to be safe. The ones that really do help Talos worshipers will probably be honest, as long as they think we'll help them too. Safest bet would probably be to try to figure out which ones actually worship Talos themselves."

After a moment, Color snapped his fingers as he had a realization. "But you know, maybe we can really use the fact that they [i]aren't[/i] trustworthy. At least some of the people on my list are probably liars that sell out the Talos worshipers they're supposed to be helping. So, what we could do is pose as Talos worshipers, have them help us, and see if they sell us out. Then, one of Vile's Talos hunting teams will come right to us. We just, uh, turn their ambush around on them. Hake the hunters into the hunted; they won't be expecting it." He suggested. 

Kaleeth crossed her arms. She was currently wearing a dress similar to Sabine's. Her armor was packed away back at their camp, which was being guarded by Nelise and Arthon. In order to be more appropriately armed for the city, she had a shorter sword she had borrowed from the clan's armory tucked away in one of her bags, as well as a dagger in a satchel on her belt. "What if they just end up turning us over to the Justicars instead? We don't want to fight them."

Colors shrugged. "Eh, we could have someone tail them. See who they sell us out to."