Yes. The cat is on the prowl.

What is it, then?

You won't have me on your chopping block, s'wit!

That's good news, %PCRank. Here's your payment.

Indeed? How very interesting, outlander. Thank you for letting me know. Let me repay your kindness in kind.

Yes, %PCRank? What about it? Is that all you have for me?

I know nothing of spies or disguises, outlander. Do you have something you want to tell me?

I come from a long line of slaves, muthsera. Members of my family have served as house slaves and handmaids for nobility for generations. I was born and raised for this purpose alone. I have no business serving as a spy for anyone but the lord I am intended for, and only if he were to order me to do so. Ask Davor to check my beast pedigree, he will tell you the same.

I was only recently made a slave, %PCRace. I got myself into debt with the wrong people at the Arena in Vivec, and was sold to Davor directly. My transaction record should show this; ask Davor himself. There was no time for House Hlaalu to recruit me as a spy!

I was a devout priestess of Xarxes in Alinor, a city in the Summerset Isles, before I became a slave. Despite my captivity, I would never willingly cooperate with any of the Dunmer heretics.

Ah, %Name sees. He is not a spy, but would truthfully rather play your game than be tortured by the Indoril. Very well then, %PCRace. Before %Name was a slave, he learned to fight on the streets of Kragenmoor. He tried to sneak into Cyrodiil, to fight in the great arenas there. He failed, and the catcatchers brought him to Morrowind. Are you satisfied?

As he said, %Name would like to refuse to cooperate with this investigation.

I am sorry about what happened, sera. If I could be so bold, if your goal was to get me to turn them over for interrogation, I really wish you could have just ordered me to do so to begin with.

Right. Thanks for nothing, outlander. At least I'll be rid of this spy problem soon.

Thank you again for helping me with my spy problem, %PCName. I don't know what would have happened if I had sold the Indoril a spy in diguise, but it would not have been good.

The Altmer and the Khajiit? That's half the lot! House Hlaalu really must want to ruin me! Maybe I can recoup some of my losses selling them to House Indoril for interrogation. Anyways, thanks a lot, outlander, really. Here, have some gold for your troubles, and an amulet one of my catcatchers confiscated from a slave. I hope they're a good enough reward for your services.

I always knew never to trust a cat. Thank you for finding the spy; I hope I'll be safe from any charge of conspiracy now. Here's some gold for your trouble, %PCName.

The Altmer, then? I should have suspected she was a spy; she seemed too eager to please me. Thank you for finding the spy; I hope I'll be safe from any charge of conspiracy now. Here's some gold for your trouble, %PCName.

The Dunmer, eh? I never would have suspected she was a spy, she seemed like a nice girl. Thank you for finding the spy; I hope I'll be safe from any charge of conspiracy now. Here's some gold for your trouble, %PCName.

I always knew never to trust a lizard. The Hlaalu sure are crafty, too. They must have even forged his documentation. Thank you for finding the spy; I hope I'll be safe from any charge of conspiracy now. Here's some gold for your trouble, %PCName.

Keep investigating, then, and come to me when you're certain you've found the spy.

Well, who is it?

Well, then keep investigating and see if you can figure out which slave, if any, is the spy. Make sure you get something out of all of them, even if they try to hold back. If you have any questions about the slaves, you can ask me.

Have you figured out who the spy is?

Wait! Don't report me, please! I promise, I'm doing everything in my power to fix it! I'll turn them over if I have to, just please let me handle it!

Well, if you change your mind, outlander, let me know.

Thank you, outlander. The slaves are in the pen right behind us. Here's a key that will get you in there. If you find out any of the slaves is a spy in disguise, let me know. I will arrange a reward for you when you are done. Meanwhile, I'll take a walk; their tongues might hang looser when I'm out of sight.

Well... listen, you're an outlander, right? Maybe we can make a deal. Yes, unfortunately it's possible. I found out from a drunk Hlaalu informant that they're slipping spies into Indoril slave shipments. Now, trust me, the last thing I want to do is let a spy walk right into your halls, lest I lose my head for conspiracy. But I can't just turn them all over for interrogation, or I'd lose everything. So... would you maybe be willing to look into it on their behalf? Give me the Indoril stamp of approval?

My informant found out from a drunk Hlaalu in Narsis that shipments of slaves have been infiltrated by spies for House Hlaalu. I can't afford to sell any slave that might be a spy to House Indoril; I might lose my head for conspiracy if it was ever discovered. The slaves will be on guard with me, but perhaps an outlander like yourself could get them to talk. Could you investigate the slaves and find out which ones, if any, are spies?