Phyllis
"They struck first. And they're criminals." He says, "They're a militant cult worshipping dead gods." He says, stealthily peering into the armory, "You can reflect on your actions when we're done."
Douglas
*Inside was a New Temple priest's nightmare. High ordinator's armor on mannequins, and a robed mannequin in the center, donning the Mask of Almalexia. Inside cases were weapons, 3 artifacts. Light of Day, Magebane, and Skullcrusher. Nereva walked towards the mask.*
Phyllis
"Nchow" He mutters under his breath, "Weren't most of these weapons given to The Mournhold Museum of Artifacts?" He asks, "They must have gotten stolen during the Red Year."
Douglas
*She removed the Mask from the mannequin and stared at it. The Lady of Mercy...*

"What will you do with the other gear here? The weapons... Armor, and whatnot?"
Phyllis
"I'll have the Redoran Guard come and collect everything. Have it properly sorted out. Artifacts of the Tribunal will be given to the Temple for proper storage. Nothing will be destroyed." He says, removing the note from his pocket, "If this is to be believed there's a member in Skyrim. Going to a an old Dwemer city known as Fahlbtharz. I'll need to head there soon."
Douglas
"The mask is too important to leave to the temple. Both of them. I've got to have them, my research on the tribunal needs them. Something so closely associated with the living gods..."

*She put the mask on her belt with the other.*

"The rest, the Temple can have."
Phyllis
He nods, "Give them to the College, then. It's best not to have more than one in the hands of a single person." He says, "Odd..." He mutters to himself, "They have a mannequin dedicated to Alma... But where are Hopesfire and Trueflame?"
Douglas
"They'll likely end up in the Arcanium. Or hidden away. They'll say its worthless to look into dead gods... Until I have these."

*She looked at the other mannequin. There were three, and one had a mask when they arrived.*

"Where's the third mask? We have two... Look behind the one in the center. That depression is a door. The Mannequins are probably the key."