Elvira
"You keep talkin like that and I'm gonna have to assume you know somethin I don't." He says with a chuckle, "I'm a guard captain, not exactly built for the cloak and dagger approach."
Rebecca
*He let it go, and stared at his mask, removing it from his hip for a moment before putting it back. Wasn't worth prying so much about what he was. But it still brought him discomfort.*

"Just making suggestions. But for now we have to get Madanach out of the Prison. Thats the main goal."
Elvira
"What better cover than a jailbreak. Not only will it get Madanach somewhere where we can conveniently take him out, but it will force the Silver-Bloods to act, lest they lose their slaves."
Rebecca
"It is slavery what they do... It's one of the reasons Dumac wishes to bring them down. He's liked by the masses... But to the upper class... He's an outsider."

*He thought. He brought his mechanical arm to his face, still twitching ever so slightly.*

"Getting someone somewhat magically attuned inside... Would be an easy jailbreak. Start a riot. Unless you feel like being the one. I want to see Madanach dead, after being here... Fighting in the Siege."
Elvira
"I've got someone in mind for this job. Not a mage, although I'd say what he does is magical. One small issue, though." He says with a frown, "I doubt the Silver Bloods would arrest a briarheart. Seem more like someone they'd want on the chopping block. Strength like theirs, especially in the aforementioned man's type, isn't something that can easily be contained." He takes out a journal and looks it through, leafing through the pages, "I'll leave the choice to you, I've got 3 people who owe me favors. Quite the rag tag group." Looking at the journal he merely describes the characters, and doesn't name them, confidentiality and such, "A Khajiit mage, capable of changing how he looks. An Orsimer briarheart and grizzled mercenary. And a Direnni Conjurer, allegedly related to Chimere Graegyn."
Rebecca
"That first one... Thats the damned Arch-Mage! That's far too obvious..."

*He sighed.*

"The Briarheart. Poetic justice in a way. Dumac's personal men would arrest him... The silver bloods would process him. They wouldn't know he's a briarheart until he was tearing open the bars."

*He thought.*

"I would've suggested some... Characters... I've met... But they're too unpredictable. Get that Briarheart... Tell him to come up here. The stairs will be his first test."

*He was joking but it didn't come off as one. He had a sort of dry humor that, combined with his tone, made telling when he was serious difficult.*
Elvira
"The Arch-Mage has a form that nobody ever sees. Most people think he can only turn into a Cathay-Raht, Senche-Raht, and Alfiq. But he has a fourth, an Ohmes, he'd look like a Bosmer." He says with a chuckle, "You seem to forget that strip searches are commonplace in all prisons. If they didn't remove his clothing he could easily smuggle something in, they'd notice the briarheart the minute they search him."
Rebecca
"I dont spend much time in prison. The Clockwork City's was for a more scary sort... With the Saints trapped in the Dragons and such. The Silver-Blood guards couldn't see through an illusion spell hiding it. A small enchanted item in the... Cavity, would conceal it. They wouldn't suspect a thing."

*He thought about the arch mage. He seemed rather... Well put together.*

"Does the Arch-Mage just get bored and do these sorts of things? I didn't know he was a Telvanni... That's something that Indras would do. Or Neloth."
Elvira
"Could work, don't suppose you know any Illusion magic, then?" He says. "The Arch-Mage will do just about anything to get away from that Thalmor bastard who's constantly at his tail. That and this journal is full of people who owe me favors."