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J’torha shrugged smugly, but finally did allow his habitual smirk to make its way back onto his lips, posture relaxing a bit as he let the act drop. But he only allowed himself one proud swish of the tail before he had to grow serious again, but this time sincerely. He braced his hands on the desk and eyed Tilman for a moment. 

[color=CB3011]“You’re auctioning items from a house in the Goblet that was recently sold,”[/color] he finally addressed the heart of the issue. [color=CB3011]“Problem is, the house was swindled off its owners. Now. I can’t say I care where you got your [i]other[/i] wares—”[/color] well, J’torha wasn’t fond of thieves, but he wasn’t [i]concerned[/i] with the other wares [color=CB3011]“—I just want every item you still have from that house, [i]and[/i] the money you made from the items you’ve already sold. And… maybe the names of the people who bought them, if you’re feeling generous.”[/color] He straightened up, hand on his hip, and flashed a wicked grin. [color=CB3011]“Do that and this whole fiasco goes away. Sound fair?”[/color]