She sighed at his answers, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance. "Well the wolves surely didn't help either dear. Now you will tell me what I will tell me what I wish to know or I do not believe I can make such a promise to you in good faith. For all I know you and your mistress could be seeking to wrongfully convict this Galanoth for something he might not even be responsbile for" She quipped in a displeased tone, the warlock being able to see an deep smoldering flame behind her eyes as she now glared at him.<br/><br/>"Gods above! How do you not hit him upside the head when he's being so...stubborn?...Former friends you say? Sounds like quite sad honestly. What would you have me do by chance my dear? I would rather see them be able reconcile with one another than have one presumably slay the other. Also what is this curse you speak of?" He mentally quipped to the imp, wanting to know how she could possibly resolve this issue without either Streban or Galanoth's blood being spilled.