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much of this was news to arcturus, who listened to each speaker with ears cupped. he found he had nowhere near enough information to derive any conclusions -- and he still was deeply bothered by the loss of vercingetorix. why had he been slain -- and more troubling to arcturus yet, what trouble did this family bring to darken his family's doorstep?

his gaze -- as did his blame -- slid involuntarily to the silver argent. he found it impossible to measure the intentions of an enemy he had no understanding or knowledge of, and this in turn made him speak against a crowd he otherwise would have much preferred being silent in. "who is she?" the mountaineer found himself repeating his sister's query -- but he wanted more than just a descriptor. he wanted motives, the whys -- why had she decided to tell an alleged enemy of hers that his comrade was nearby?

little of it added up. "why is she your enemy? why would she tell you anything?"