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Tavana:
Javil's eyes widen and he stares at your group for about three seconds before realizing that you're serious...and at once bursts into almost maniacal laughter. He manages to sputter out "You...Troyas...items of interest..." and then keeps laughing, all the while walking over to a large cabinet, also full of paperwork. While slowly quieting down, he takes a small bottle from the third drawer down and drains the contents of it.

"Ahem. Sorry about that. Well, I'm Javil, as I'm sure you could figure out. And yes, I'd say that there were some items of interest that were taken from the Hall last night. All of the commemorative "treasures" that the town kept to remember their stand against the Red Hand were taken. Secondly - and ever so slightly more important - my sun-blighted Castellan of the Hall got kidnapped!"

He once more attempts to drain the bottle, discovers that it is indeed still empty and throws it away in disgust. He doesn't really seem in the mood for small talk...

Malek Deneith:
- "Castellan of the Hall? You mean goblins didn't only steal old treasures and wreck the place but also kidnap one of people working here?" - warforged asked

Tavana:
Javil blinks at such a question coming from the Warforged. "And now a Warforged! Gods be praised! We might actually have a chance beating back these Hobgoblins!" He was clearly not looking at you very closely earlier, and takes a moment to peer over the people standing in front of him.

"Alright, you've got my attention. Yes, Sertanian got kidnapped. I hear he's not the only one, either. But he's the most important one as far as I'm concerned. I own this shambles of a Hall, and he's the one who keeps everything running and catalogues what is actually in here. So to be blunt: I have no clue what actually got stolen. There were some shields, a big heavy sword, a helmet that I can remember, but I'm sure there's more stuff missing than that. All of it was either used to banish the Red Hand or was worn by their filthy excuse for an army. Doesn't take much to put two and two together and get 'they want to kill us all and resurrect the Red Hand.' I take it then that Troyas wants you lot to help?"

Madtrixr:
"Well," Norian said looking around, "That's pretty much what we figured he wanted us to do." Norian looked at the scholar, straight in the eyes, "I mean, we certainly are up to the challenge, and as a Cleric of Pelor, I know I cannot stand here and let these goblins try and terrioze the people, so, if you let us, we are willing and able to get everything, including the Castellan, back. Also, My buddy, Graven has some questions to ask about the Red Hand, but, considering the situation, it may have to wait..."

Tavana:
Javil sighs as he rifles through a pile of papers - which amounts to half of the mess the room is filed with. "Somewhere in this lot there's probably a mention of exactly what happened with the Red Hand. Not to mention a list of everything that's gone into this Hall. But I'll be damned if I can find it. The short version everyone knows, though: Bunch of Hobgoblins band together about ten years ago, decide that civilization has to go. Our Guards plus some helpful folks and a Warforged or two beat them back. Council decides they'll use my Hall to house the artifacts, and I get a Castellan to look over all my expenses and the Hall. Everything's fine and dandy and then my Hall gets ransacked, and I run out of my last stopper of mead."

"Look, I'm sure this is all very fun and whatnot for you fine people, but I've got to try and make sense of this...and make sure that the dwarves don't break anything out there. It's nearly time for them to finish for the day...and I have to arrange for them to be fed, or I'll not hear the end of it." Javil appears to be quite happy to get out of the room as he pushes through your group and towards the rubble filled Hall. In parting he calls out, "Have a look through those papers if you want. I'll be back in an hour, and you'll have to clear out then, though."

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