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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DEFCON 1" data-source="post: 3507919" data-attributes="member: 7006">"I take it you're not familiar with a little term called "sarcasm", are you Miss Stormhand?  If you actually listened to what anyone besides yourself actually said... my words implied that I thought you all WERE capable of controlling things here.  And that the loss of Ismark, Daellin and myself to the defense of this area would not be a problem for any of you.  But apparently that kind of critical analysis of the Common language is beyond you... as whenever anyone deigns to disagree with your own skewed ideas and assessments, they are automatically wrong and stupid."Jarrith points to each person in turn.  "Yourself.  Sir Khensu.  Lady Ashlyn.  Marot.  Sir Urik.  Ladreth.  And even Daellin if he felt like staying, as I mentioned.  You ALL were staying here to help these people.  And yet you're mad because ONE PERSON, myself... or possibly two in Daellin... was not staying here, and instead running headlong 'to meet women and face combat'.  What... are you jealous that I'm running headlong to 'meet women and face combat'?  That you're being left behind?  That I'll be off on a grand adventure, while you're here just playing nursemaid?  Hmm?  Oh... and by the way... that was sarcasm again if you didn't catch it.""Really, Janis... WHY DO YOU CARE?  Hells, I even said that anyone who also wanted to come along certainly could.  Besides... you've already proven in the past how little you think of my skills and my beliefs... so why does it matter to you that I wasn't going to be here?  Is it only because I DARED to disagree with you?  You declare that we should all stay here to help the people here and NONE of us should help Ismark on his journey... and we're all supposed to just fall in line?  Hmm?  That it?  The great and wonderful Janis Stormhand makes a pronouncement and we're all right there at her feet to say 'Yes, Lady Stormhand!  Whatever you want, Lady Stormhand!'"Jarrith snorts in derision.  "Please.  I've said it before, and I'll say it again.  Get over yourself."  And before Sir Khensu is able to open his mouth, Jarrith immediately turns to his Lumin Brother and for the first time in anyone's memory actually barks in defiance at him.  "And don't YOU say anything either, Brother.  I may be many things and I'm certainly flawed like anyone else... but I'll BE DAMNED if I'll be chastised by that woman because of who I decide to help.  The people of the village here?  Ismark and his sister?  Is one more deserving of my help?  No.  Neither is.  So don't you dare start lecturing me because I refuse to kow-tow to her and what SHE WANTS."Having gotten that out of his system... he hears and sees Ismark say that he'll wait the hour out anyway while the defenses are being rebuilt.  Jarrith just shrugs and then climbs down from the horse.  "Your call, Ismark."  For the next hour, Jarrith pitches in as best he can.</blockquote>

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