It was the thieves? And they're dead? Tovas Lythandas will be pleased. You should report back to him.

I hear something upstairs. Go investigate.

Tovas sent you? Good. We are to lie in wait here until -- wait. I hear something upstairs. Would you investigate?

You have been expelled from our sacred order. Be on your way, citizen.

You claim to fulfill the false prophecies of the 'Incarnate' and the 'Nerevarine,' but you are really an agent in the pay of the Imperial Intelligence Service. You are an outlaw, a fraud, and an enemy of the Temple. Go away.

That matter is resolved.

The thieves are dead? Very good. None can pervert the sanctity of our holy armor. I have no further duties for you, but know that you have exceeded my expectations. Take this armor, and wear it with pride.

Go to the contraband warehouse, speak with the Ordinator downstairs, and lie in wait. Make the thieves pay dearly.

The armor was stolen from the southern lighthouse. The Ordinator charged with its defense shall be punished, but that is not your concern. You will slay the culprits. Our intelligence says they next plan to target the contraband warehouse here in Almas Thirr. Go there and lie in wait in its basement. The Ordinator who is stationed there can discuss the details with you. Here's the key.