Where There's a Will, There's a Morley

"You shackled me." Morley was awake now, he did not look any better than when I'd see him the day before, but Morley never looks good, he's Morley.

"I brought you tea!" I had brought him tea, I felt it was a nice trade off.

"I come to you dying and you shackle me." Morley was barely able to climb over the side of the bed.  He truely looked near death.

"Couldn't find any honey, some kind of weird shortage, you know how it goes, you'll have to make do with sugar." I was trying to play down Morley's overreaction to being shackled, you know honestly I've been shackled so often its not exactly a rare thing for me. Not that I break the law that often... look ok we're looking past this.

"Glad to know what you think about me Trezlan, I come to you in my time of need and you immediately suspect me."

"To be honest Morley I figured you'd swap my life for yours."

"You think so little of me?"

"I'd do it to you."

"Fair enough, and I was planning on it originally, but unfortunately having a person along the way it doesn't actually fix anything." That was a rarity, this was one of the few times I've ever run across anything that Necromancy couldn't fix (the other things? broken heart, bad gass).

"So despite planning on killing me, you are mad I figured you'd do that?"

"Yes."

"Well at least you admit it, so Morley who did you piss off and what the hell did they do to you?" Morley looked at me sourly, took a long breath and then his story unfolded.  A shocking tale! Not really, it was actually par for the course for Morley, but you know how things go with me.  Also this is a nice stopping point for the tale.  Tommorrow I'll go over what Morley did, and sadly what we did to get him out of it. Yes I keep helping him when he's almost dead, I swear when he kills me these will pointed out to me by an unkind god.