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The guard gave Friedrich a sideways kind of frown but didn't say anything as Ranwulf led the others into the Chapel.

Once inside, the mercenaries could certainly see why the guard was so depressed. The altars and stained-glass windows to the Eight Divines were all well-kept and intact. It was the altar and stained-glass window to Talos that stood out. The altar had disappeared, apparently moved somewhere else or destroyed, and the glass monument to Talos had evidently been hidden under stone bricks, for there was nothing but a wall where it had once stood. The grand basin itself still stood, although it was empty and rimmed with cobwebs. Truly, the White-Gold Concordat had been felt more in the Chapel of Talos than anywhere in Cyrodiil.

They didn't have much time to take this in before their attention was drawn elsewhere. In the front row of the wooden pews, a short Imperial man in priest's robes sat facing a stone-faced Altmer dressed in the uniform of a Thalmor official. They appeared to be having a quiet argument that ceased immediately when the mercenaries walked in, as now the priest and the Justiciar were facing them instead of one another.

"Yes? How can I help you?" the priest asked, both looking and sounding very weary and depressed.