Oh, I really don't think it would be right for me to comment on official Legion business. But I'm glad to hear my tips are being taken seriously. Some folks in this city seem to have gotten the idea that they're above the law.

At least now I know how Delagia's lasted this long. I wonder how many of you understand what you're doing for him?

Is this some kind of trick? Do you want me to run away? I'm not going to move a muscle.

Yes. Let's.

Can we hurry this up?

Get out of my house.

How... Otrebus Delagia set me up before he died, didn't he? That scheming bastard! I'll kill you for this!

How... Otrebus Delagia sent you, didn't he? That scheming bastard! I'll kill you both!

What are you looking at me like that for? What do you want?

What? Is this about my export business? I'm not looking for investors right now. Been burned a bit too recently. Maybe in the future.

You've been expelled. Unless you join the Imperial Legion again, we won't talk about this.

%Name sees no reason to dwell on him.

%Name has been around long enough to see how these smuggler connections evolve. First, they're in it for ordinary goods, such as netch leather. Next, they move illegal goods, such as ebony and dwarven artifacts. And finally -- inevitably -- they trade people. Khajiit. %Name hopes we stopped Qyntos before he reached that stage.

%Name and the guards will take things from here. Here's your pay. Let %Name know when you're ready for your next orders.

This is unfortunate news, %PCRank. %Name was hoping she could get Qyntos to talk about the smugglers, but she understands it was a difficult situation. %Name is sure there will be more opportunities in the future. Here's your pay. Let %Name know when you're ready for your next orders.

Where is Qyntos, %PCRank? You need to bring him here so he can be processed.

He's dead? How? This is frustrating, but %Name supposes it means his exports are no longer a major concern. Let it lie for now, %PCRank. %Name has more pressing orders for you.

He should be in his house on the Craftsmen Street on the east side of the city. After you arrest him, bring him here. %Name will see what she can learn from him while he's being processed.

Then go to the Census and Excise Office and get them. %Name is counting on you.

Hmm... there. During the quarantine, Qyntos sold far more netch leather than the Customs agents recorded as leaving Old Ebonheart. It doesn't prove that he traded with smugglers, but this is suspicious enough on its own. %PCRank, Qyntos' house is on the Craftsmen Street on the east side of the city. Go there, arrest him for falsifying official documents, and bring him here for processing. Maybe he'll be willing to tell %Name about the smugglers while he waits.

Well? Have you brought the records?

Go to the Census and Excise Office and bring %Name the records of Qyntos' exports for 3E426. Then she can look for discrepancies between them and what he sold in Cyrodiil.

If this is true, %Name expects that the records of what he sold should be different than what he's recorded as exporting. She has already had the relevant sales data collated and sent from Cyrodiil. Now she needs you to go to the Census and Excise Office and bring her the list of Qyntos' exports for 3E426. %Name will compare them and decide whether to pursue this lead.

Qyntos runs a small business that exports Dunmer goods to eastern Cyrodiil. %Name's source alleges that while Vvardenfell was quarantined, Qyntos bypassed trade restrictions by dealing with smugglers, then somehow got his illicit goods past Customs without declaring them.

Is everything in order with his exports?

You want to speak with one of the scribes here. They're upstairs, past those brutes that call themselves construction workers.

Let's see... Qyntos Mor... here we go. This is a complete record of Qyntos' declared exports for the year 3E426. Hopefully that's what you're looking for, legionnaire.

You should speak with one of the scribes here.