Sitting this one out

"You broke your ankle, you look like you cracked your ribs, and if I'm not mistaken from the smell you corrupted part of yourself as well."

"You say all that like its a bad thing?" Morley's appraisal of my injuries was insulting! He also missed that I bruised my ass when I fell down, but honestly that was a minor injury compared to the rest.

"How do you wake up in the morning without hurting yourself serious question?" We were camped out on a ridge.  Morley didn't have a camp fire or anything, you know I can't recall if I've ever seen the man eat anything.  What does Morley eat? Nope probably don't want to know the answer to that.

"Its touch and go sometimes I almost chop my hand off while cooking breakfast," I gave Morley a sour look, "Look you fight a rock giant by your own self and not get hurt asshole!"

"Only one? Please I've taken on more than that without a scratch, regardless of your failures as a magic user or a person in general this just means I'll have to deal with this situation by myself." Morley sighed as he looked to the fires burning on the plains in the distance.

"I'm all broken up about that Morley really, I mean I might shed a tear should fall out there." I wouldn't have shed a tear.

"On second thought..."

"Har har, look being your bait twice is enough for me, thanks for the warning about the necro army by the way." He totally didn't give me a warning, at all, which you know from reading... nevermind.

"Well at least your fire will distract me enough to get to use these," He produced the relics, they'd been fused together in some kind of weird skull thing, "Well in theory, honestly the lore is kind of off here, I mean for one the army was supposed to not be able to pass beyond their graveyard, but that was way off." Morley was more talking to himself, but still it was nice to know that he occaisionally got stuff wrong.

"So you intend on destroying it right not using it for yourself?"

Morley smiled, it was scarier then his normal smarmy look, "You thought I betrayed you and was leading that army didn't you? Yes Trezlan I intend on destroying it you moron, an army of the dead is useless to me." You'll note the useless statement, its not that he wouldn't want an army of slaves, just that this army is not as useful as he'd like.

"And so I stay here and try not to hurt myself."

"A task you might be able to pull off, maybe."

I flipped him off, he mounted his horse and left me alone.  I was at least reasurred he intended on doing this without me.  I'm pretty sure he just wanted me out of the way in case he got hurt and had to heal himself. Its funny the one nice thing he did for me and it almost got me killed, again.  Seriously even when he's being nice I'm in trouble.