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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DEFCON 1" data-source="post: 3801284" data-attributes="member: 7006">Jarrith laughs sharply, then takes a long drink from his wine.  "Oh come now, my dear... just who do you think you are fooling?"  A long sigh and the barest hint of a belch and the Stalker continues.  "Well if you won't tell us what's wrong with you... at least do us the courtesy of telling us what this Lord and your brother argued about.  "Things were said", you mentioned... which means you heard what it was.  So don't try and give us the excuses you gave last time when you didn't want to tell us what the previous argument between ir'Zarovich and Ismark was about."He leans forward and puts his goblet down.  "You know what happened between the two of them.  You know how ir'Zarovich felt about the plague and what we did about it.  Now spill it!"He stares directly at the girl for three seconds, then immediately turns on a dime as though he's just remembered something.  He smiles wide at the warlock and his attitude brightens considerably.  "Marot... it is good to see you.  I have missed both you and my Lumin Brother immensely.  Thank you for the information.  How long will you be staying?"</blockquote>