Never Again…

"I swear," Vyle said, stepping back into the bar with Smash. "I'll never set one toe in the sewers again!" Vyle sat at the bar and pulled out a cloth and wiped the mixture of blood and sludge of his rapier.

"Aye friend," Smash said, hopping over the bar and gracefully landing on his rear. Vyle chuckled and smash flipped him the bird.

"So, now that I have a fair amount of coin, what should we do about my vessel in which to tear through the seas?" Vyle said dramatically, twirling his blade around. Vyle had explained to Smash about the offer Lucan had made him while slicing, dicing, and pummeling rats.

"Well, a friend o' mine has a wide selection of boats t' choose from. He will surely sell ya a decent ship…with a slight discount." He added quickly. Vyle pulled out his rather weighty bag of gold and listened to it jingle.

"Well, shall we go meet em' or what?"

"Yeah, sure. Just one thing though."

"And that would be…"

"He has a…ummm…disfigurement on hisbody which he is quite touchy about. So whatever you do…DON'T STARE!"

"Come on, mate. Ya know your old buddy." The two walked out of the bar, heading towards the East Freeport District.

Twenty Minutes Later

Vyle and Smash arrived at the docks in East Freeport. Smash lead Vyle over to a little shack on the docks and knocked on the door.

"Remember Vyle," Smash said. "Don't stare…Iggy!" Smash yelled, hugging what appeared to be a normal, green skinned troll. But, when Iggy was released from the embrace, Vyle saw what Smash had warned him about. A large lump of flesh was placed on his back along with a small third arm, acting independently.

"Ole buddy! Havent seen ya' since…" Iggy started to ponder when his gaze landed on Vyle, who was staring at the lump and hand quite obviously.

Smash saw Vyle's expression and gave him a rather large nudge in the ribs. Vyle snapped out of his hypnotized state and greeted Iggy with a quick handshake. Smash cleared his throat.

"Iggy, this here is my old friend Vyle. He be lookin' for a good ole ship to sail."

"Well," Iggy started, looking down at Vyle. "That I…can…help…with…" Iggy said as he started to get angry with the constant staring.

"It looks like a little Hobbit." Vyle said in a dream-like voice, still staring at the lump. "I think it's looking at me."

"I'm sorry Iggy. He…uhh…just got out of a serious…uhh…griffon accident. Been dazed for weeks now." Smash laughed weakly while secretly crushing his foot down on Vyle's. Vyle let out a howl of pain. He hopped around on the docks and fell straight into the water.

"For that me ole friend," Iggy said in between laughs. "I'll give ya the ship for free!"