Sorry Ma'am, but you do not know me. You do not know what I have done. Here is a man, inches from death, almost literally losing his head, I go and bust him out of the disease filled cell, have to literally breath life back into him. He was a wanted man, and I was able to keep him hidden as he recovered. Many times. I helped him out when no one else would, he said right before he died that he owed me his life. *Caesar sighs* It looks like I lost that. So i have his sword.