Altaïr approached the informant on a rooftop.
- Informant: Altaïr! Your name is on everybody's lips these days, and for once their words are kind. If you're truly a changed man, perhaps you'd be willing to do me a favor. Jubair has employed certain merchants to spy on the citizens for him. They feed him names in exchange for gold. You'd be doing all the city a great service if you were to find these merchants, and destroy their stalls. This should end their evil.
Altaïr destroyed the stands of the corrupt merchants and returned to the informant.
- Informant: You've done a good thing today, Altaïr. In exchange, I'll share my knowledge with you. Your target is likely to be dressed much like his followers, so here is how to distinguish him from the others - he wears rich, golden robes and carries with him a large pouch. Find him, Brother. Make him feel pain.
Altaïr learned that Jubair wore rich, golden robes and carried a pouch.