FizzBang

Unarmed combat with hurt ribs and shackles is not a very fun thing.  It would be not fun without the shackles and the ribs, but add those other things to it and it becomes super not fun (I always rate murdering people on a fun scale, some say I have issues). Either Fizzle wasn't paying attention to me, didn't feel the need to alert his guards, or I was extremely lucky, but I was able to make my way close to the entrance of the cave.  I could see both guards wielding some kind of large battle axe type weapon that even on my best day I'd barely be able to lift off the ground.  They didn't appear human at all, some kind of weird creature looking things from beyond (Fizzle must have been more than a Watcher he had powers and creatures beyond his stature).

Ordinarily I'd just use my magic on the beasts, this was of course entirely impossible due to the shackles.  I also had no sword, so my combat abilties were vastly diminished.  I did manage to find a solid piece of bone to potentially club one of the creatures with, so that was going to be my strategy (Yep, let me grab a bone and go to my death, another guarenteed Lorentino Victory). I don't believe in waiting for doom, so I made my way from underneath some long dead boney creature and charged ahead yelling as my shackles clanged behind me like some strange party favor. They both turned to look at me with what amounted to bemusement, I came up to about waist level (and I'm not that short really), so I'm sure on the threatometer I ranked pretty damn low. I ran up to the one on the right and swung my little bone mace at his head, hit his chest and the weapon shattered like well bone.  The big beast of a man thing hefted down the axe from its shoulder and aimed to cut me in half in one blow, I ducked the horizontal slash and heard a sickening splort in both ears as apparently the creature on my left had the same thought as the beast on the right, they had sliced each other in two.

Not one to look a gift good turn of events in the mouth, I took up the splintered remains of my bone mace (no way would I be able to heft the weapons of these creatures) and continued on into Fizzle's cave. I hoped I wouldn't run across another one of the creatures, so I just ran full on navigating a long narrow tunnel until I arrived in Fizzle's bed chamber again, he was there of course waiting for me, my sword at the ready.

"You stupid fool! I watched you, I knew you were coming, I'm a watcher it's what I do!"  He seemed a bit unhinged, I actually could smell the corruption on him now, I wondered if it was always there and before I was just too hungry/thirsty to care.

"And yet you didn't stop me Fizzle, I didn't intend on killing you before, but I'm damn sure going to enjoy it now." Bone vs Sword is not exactly a battle of the ages, especially since I knew my sword would cut through the bone, like well damn it bone.

"Do you think I know just watching magic boy? I have watched for years, I know magics you haven't heard of, now you watch in horror as I..." People love to monologue, I love to monologue, theres something delicious about talking about yourself, but when you are facing someone else who wants to kill you, talking about what you are going to do, instead of just doing it, is a bad idea. I had a plan for Fizzle, and that plan involved one of my loose shackles, I clasped the end of it around his wrist during his big speech.

"Bet you didn't see this coming." With his magic trapped inside of him he was stunned, just long enough for me to ram the bone fragment I had through his eye (thats all the description you'll get, but I assure you it was not a pretty sight).  "Damn it I should have said watch this." I do find myself second guessing quips after the fact. I searched Fizzle over for a key to my shackles and did not find one, which sadly meant I would have to drag him around with me until I found a key.  But that was an issue for after, my stomach couldn't take waiting any longer and so despite just murdering a man and having his corpse attached to my wrist, I sat down at his table and feasted on food and drink.

Yep, I killed a person and while shackled to their body ate their food.  Have to admit he actually wasn't the worst dinner companion I've ever had.  So there I was corpse hooked to me, feasting on food in the former cave of a watcher dead by my hand.  Proof that life as always has weird things in store for us! Something I want engraved on my tombstone should I ever die.  Though I think I've said that about a lot of things, my tombstone is going to read like a novel when I'm done.