Maervellon thinks he finally knows where his talisman is. He certainly doesn't act like any Ranger you've met before....
'${PLAYER}, just the adventurer for whom I was looking! How have been your travels in these wild lands, with which I am well-accustomed? Mine have been rather fruitless I'm afraid... until now, that is! I have journeyed hither and yon, and now my searching has revealed just who stole my precious talisman! The half-orcs who reside now in the fortress of Thelgarth, atop this very hill!
'What's that? I did not mention half-orcs before now? I am certain I did. You must have misunderstood me when I spoke of half of the foe-men arrayed before me being Orcs. An honest mistake. I forgive you.
'You have helped me so much to this point, I am sure you want to finish this, my friend! Climb up to Thelgarth and defeat as many half-orcs as it takes to find my lucky talisman!
'You'll help me see this through to the end, won't you?'
The half-orcs of Thelgarth are sure to have Maervellon's lucky talisman. Sure they are.