The first to respond to the obviously evil man was the sage, whose attention turned to him slowly. A hand came up to stroke his chin, and he looked at Daemion dispassionately, and clearly unimpressed. "What an... interesting form of arcana you're using." He murmured, more to himself than to the other man.<br/><br/>He could feel it; hence his words. But a well honed mind and well-fortified spirit and stubborn will allowed him to shrug off the half-assed attempt. "You claim she is yours, and that because of this, she will not be able to go with us. I find this intriguing. Would you, perhaps, happen to have a deed of ownership to prove this fact to us?" One might take his words for a cutting jab, if it wasn't for just how damn serious and humorless his voice was. His attitude was nothing but infuriatingly calm and casual.