"Brother!" Ali shouted, awoken by the sound of the beaded curtains parting at the tavern door.  The man's eyes red and bleary, as if he'd been crying and drinking too much, not necessarily in that order.  He raced over, or tried and stumbled into a half-dozen stools in the process, finally the man managed to reach his kin and embrace him.  The two bawled in each other's arms, recounting their respective harrowing tales to each other and rejoicing at their reunion.  Freyd had already saddled hims