"So that's a no on skipping the 'I'm better than you' speech? Seems like Ibdur got to skip out on it. Shit if bellowing and death threats is all it takes, consider me an obstinate son of a bitch," Leon said, yet despite his confidence his eyes were glued to the holy mask he had carried. Having an enemy handle it made him feel like part of his own soul was tainted. Mask took a dim view of clerics who's secrets were given up to their enemies. He'd have to pay a personal price to bring the symbol back to his god's favor again.

Leon was getting a feel for Jadarl, establishing just where he could poke and prod at the man during conversation before he took certain reactions. He was wise to reveal that Ibdur had been less than cooperative, it matched exactly what Leon and Iliskra had come to expect of the dwarf but he overstepped at revealing the dwarf was within the same... structure was the word he had used. It was growing more likely they were not in Jadarl's house, which means this could be his real base of operations. Maybe even a base of Shagarm's Guild itself. 

And he had taken no offensive actions toward Leon or Iliskra. His ability to hold the mask made Leon inclined to believe they were talking to a real person. The fact they were tied up at a table could mean he was attempting to treat them as... unwilling guests rather than true prisoners. If so, why not just come out and say his peace?

Leon chose to try and force the issue. "You had a chance to kill us anytime between here and the inn. So why are we here? You seem like a man too smart to care what his enemies think of him... unless they're fellow wizards anyways," Leon let the words hang in the air for a moment, part of the vision Mask had sent him flashing in his mind, "and I'm sure you've figured out none of us fit that particular description."

"So what's the game here Jadarl? Hold our buddy hostage so we'll kill somebody for you? Or is it that you need something snatched from someone you can't afford to use your own allies on?," Leon asked, "I'd be flattered, but I doubt you're keeping us alive for my charming wit."