Talal, a cunning slave master, has a warehouse in the northern barbican filled with human livestock. He inspects them daily, preparing them for travel. Knowing exactly where his guards are, I need simply to strike during his next inspection.
Altaïr entered the Bureau, and greeted Malik.
- Altaïr: Safety and peace, Malik.
- Malik: Your presence here deprives me of both. What do you want?
- Altaïr: Al Mualim has asked--
- Malik: Asked that you perform some menial task, in an effort to redeem yourself. So be out with it.
- Altaïr: Tell me what you can about the one they call Talal.
- Malik: It is your duty to locate and assassinate the man, Altaïr. Not mine.
- Altaïr: You'd do well to assist me. His death benefits the entire land.
- Malik: Do you deny his death benefits you as well?
- Altaïr: Such things do not concern you.
Malik became momentarily enraged, and pointed to his amputated arm.
- Malik: Your actions very much concern me!
- Altaïr: Then don't help me. I'll find him myself.
There was a brief pause as Malik calmed down and sighed before continuing.
- Malik: Wait, wait. It won't do having you stumble about the city like a blind man. Better you know where to begin your search.
- Altaïr: I'm listening.
- Malik: I can think of three places. South of here, in the markets that line the border between the Muslim and Jewish Districts, to the north, near the mosque of this district, and east, in front of Saint Anne's Church, close to the Bab Ariha gate.
- Altaïr: Is that everything?
- Malik: It's enough to get you started, and more than you deserve.
Altaïr returned to the Bureau after gathering enough information on his target.
- Altaïr: Malik.
- Malik: Come to waste more of my time?
- Altaïr: I've found Talal. I'm ready to begin my mission.
- Malik: That is for me to decide.
- Altaïr: Very well. Here's what I know - he traffics in human lives, kidnapping Jerusalem's citizens and selling them into slavery. His base is a warehouse located inside the barbican, north of here. As we speak, he prepares a caravan for travel. I'll strike while he's inspecting his stock. If I can avoid his men, Talal himself should prove little challenge.
- Malik: Little challenge? Listen to you! Such arrogance.
- Altaïr: Are we finished? Are you satisfied with what I've learned?
- Malik: No, but it will have to do.
Malik then placed a feather on the counter, and Altaïr took it.
- Malik: Rest, prepare, cry in the corner. Do whatever it is you do before a mission. Only make sure you do it quietly.
Altaïr shared his knowledge on Talal with Malik, and was given leave to proceed with the assassination.