Part 22: The Return

When we last left our hero.




The first map piece was just out of grasp.




The pressure was just too much. He cracked.




He wandered the islands on the bender to end all benders.




Picking fights with homeless people.



Oh you are are you?


I'm the best fisherman in these isles. I'm known as "The Sturgeon Surgeon".


Perhaps you'd like to make a small wager, eh, Mr Fisherman. Are you a betting man?



Of course he knew that he could never gamble again.




I said... He could never gamble again.



If you win, I'll give you my prize winning pole.



Do you remember that little intervention we had about your gambling problem?



If I catch a bigger fish than you... You have to eat it. RAW.



You know, the one where you bet me your pants that you could quit gambling forever?



Ahem. Like I said, you have to eat a raw fish. Plain, cold and with the head still on it.



Hey! Are you listening to me?



Best get fishing buddy.



I'm very disappointed in you.




You leave Elaine out of this, it's not her fault you're crap at adventuring.





Good, now get out of there before you make things worse.




What did I just say...




What the hell are you doing now?!




Drinking, gambling and stealing. Oooooh, you are gonna get it now.




Now you're going to aggravate her dog too?




What? Driving her out of her own home, thieving her priceless family heirlooms, and calling her a fatty not enough for you is it?




Wait, what?






What are you doing to that poor animal!?!




You are sick!




Oh lord, now what are you doing?




I'm not paying for your bail this time.




My god, you could bring down a whole Governor Phatt with that knife!




See, now this is why I was telling you to le...




...




You got a butcher-knife-wielding french person chasing you. Great job.




How can you run so fast with a dog in your pants anyway?




This can only end well.










You're a menace, Threepwood!




You're off the case!




Get out of my office!





This is the biggest... Er...



He's lying! Kick him in the water and steal his pole!



Really? Where IS this "leviathon"?


Er.


I think you're lying.


Yeah, you're right. It was just a fish story. I guess you win. Here, take the pole.





You better not do what I think you're going to do.




That is a gross misuse of fishing equipment!




That's it, I'm out of here. I've had it with your reckless disregard for protocol! I hope you enjoy your map piece.




Dick.
























Oh I could never stay mad at you, come here and... OH GOD NO!