"Artemis,... Artemis the mage." Blaith tested the words, and it was as if he were jabbing the other man, daring him on with the information he had. But he simply smirked and said nothing.
"Our meeting could have been of little consequence, but I suppose we may have met due to fate. Obviously, I am not a big supporter of those persecuting mages, but I can't rightfully tell you my name- however, my... cause, could use your... talents." And he was careful in choosing his words. HE didn't want to let too much information slip out. THis was a dangerous game he always played. You could never be too trusting.