Fendros waved a finger at Colours and spoke just as softly. "You have a point. I'm not used to blackmail, but that is probably the best chance we have." He stopped to look ahead and think for a moment. When he spoke again, he did not look up from the ground ahead of him. "Then again, we will have to bluff a little to convince them that it isn't useful for them to deny it. We could say that we know where he bought it, where he is keeping it, and who would testify against him. Revealing that much information might just make him dispose of the shrine that very night, or at least hide it better." He turned his head to consider the others. "We should plan our approach word-by-word. I suggest that Sabine is the one that speaks."

Sabine's eyelids fluttered in surprise and she looked at Fendros incredulously. "Why me? I would get nervous."

"That's the point," Fendros hinted a smile. "The Thalmor do not employ nervous young Breton women as enforcers, neither do professional blackmailers. Even though I'm Dunmer, a shady Dunmer foreigner isn't the longest stretch for an unscrupulous group of state-funded Aldmeri manhunters. You'll make them second-guess us, hopefully." Fendros turned his eyes to the others. "You won't be going in alone. We'll have the others covering the exits while Colours, Kaleeth, and I will stand behind you. We'll need Colours to keep an ear out for any contacts, and Kaleeth to look like we mean business."

"I do not know if I can do it right." Sabine looked at the ground, a little worried.

Fendros rubbed her shoulder. "We'll teach you. Remember, we only need to get leads, not to put them under our thumb like a protection scheme." Fendros looked to Colours. "By the way, do we have the names of any local Talos worshippers that the bounty hunters caught recently?"