Arabian Nights (1st Night)
"So let me get this straight: you and your brother, Cassim, went into the monster-infested desert in order to find some mystical 'cave of wonders', neither of you packing a blade or wearing any armor, got yourselves ambushed by bandits, and so you came back here and thought you'd find suitable help at the bottom of that particular bottle?"
Freyd's finger was aimed conspicuously at an onion-shaped bottle of rum with dark glass and wrapped in some of that weird
"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