Help a Brother Out

It's silly to admit to, but I always feel better when I have my sword back.  This gifted blade of Valyrms that I'm still not sure I didn't actually steal is a source of comfort in this world.  Everytime I'm captured I feel I might lose it forever, but magically the damn thing keeps coming back.  Probably also helps that just about everytime I'm in trouble I need a weapon of some kind and the sword fits the bill, and it does look imposing when I've got it at someones throat (well unless they know I'm a terrible swordsman, then they kind of mock me.)

I did find the key to my shackles in case you were wondering (though with a sword I guess I could have hacked them off and hoped to not slice off part of my body).  It did take longer than I'd like to admit, so I had the corpse of Fizzle for a traveling companion a little while more than I'd prefer (its not like I have an actual comfort zone for being chained to a corpse, but this felt like it was excessive). I wasn't a complete callous monster, once I unchained the little jerk I took him out front with the stinking remains of his men and ignited all three in a nice funeral pyre.  Sure it was more about the smell, but I still did it!

My total haul for killing Fizzle was some precious metal coins, some jewels, a couple books written in a language I couldn't immeadiately make out, and a note from Aloitious thanking him for delivering Morley. It raised to mind how long I'd been out from his electro shock, also why I just warranted getting staked out in a desert, but Morley was worth being traded for money.  No damn respect!  I'll admit I was two minds as to what do to Morley, on the one hand he had told me multiple times he would leave me to die, but on the other hand he had recently rescued me albeit by proxy.

So it was with heavy heart that I packed up the supplies I could aquire from Fizzle and set out to find Morley.  In a way he truely was family, I never wanted him around when he was, he always seemed like a bigger problem than he was worth, and anytime I saw him things were about to get worse.  I'm sure he feels the same way about me.  I didn't exactly know where I was going when I set out from Fizzles cave home.  I just started walking in the direction Morley and I were walking anyway and hoped for the best.  Honestly as far as plans go, it wasn't exactly my worst one ever, hell it wasn't even the worst plan I'd had from the past few days!