Ok this will work but there is a deep plot that goes around with my character.
As the group was sitting around the campfire the orb in which belonged to Blarg fascinated Krezz. He was cerous on what it was. But Blarg was feeling uneasy around Krezz because he was a slig.
"What is that Blarg?"
"Oh this? I am not truely sure what it is but I am beginning to figure it out. Sit back as I will tell you my story. Many years ago I originated from a deep crevas in the canyons of Scrabania. Before that it is clouded with mystery. Late one night the legondary Abe stumbled upon me which started my destany in life. I was taken to the highest elders of Abe's tribes and they couldn't even figure me out. At the time the Mudokin resistance was in control of the great war aganst the Magog. With Abe and the five legondary heroes of Oddworld took me deep into the wilderness seeking out the Almighty Raisin. But our journey was cut short as I was kidnapped by the Vykkers. They wanted me for a weapon to control the labor forces of Oddworld. They were amazed in my abilities to create elements of nature, mind minipulation, and Mind controling. They were onto my little secret as a mysterous Glukkon was working with them. He cared only in moolah and his plot was over turned by me and the five legonds. Yes now my destany is being revield to me through this orb. Unfortunatly Abe was killed in that event.
This cursed orb that never leaves me with an answer to my deepest questions in life always in riddle that I must go by. Now the Orb speaks of this ancient one that I must find. but in order to do so I need to find an orical to get into the lands of the Ancient One! I use the orb in most extreme situtions to teleport me out of danger. And when I do it, it weakons me everytime! I wish this thing were to not exist. I wish there were more of my kind on this rock we live on. WHAT AM I!? as he yelled and his body glowed red with fustraition.
Mainly the ancient one is something of unspeakable power. a product of ifanity much like this orb. The orb is a product of infanity as well as a mentor in my life. Which undoubtly I want out of my life!"
"All I know is that the industrial races are what I hate with a passion. That and this orb that is stuck to me like glue. I will kill them on instant for what they done to me. Tortureing me in Vykkers labs, in ways you can't dream of. Nothing will stop me from getting what I want! as his eyes burned with peer hatred to the industrials."
"Krezz looked at him and was scared."
"But you are different from the rest of them Krezz. Your lucky or I would have slaughtered you as well!" Lets just say I am of good heart but don't cross my line. I will trust you since you seem to be aganst the Magog. And as funny as it may seem you possess an ability much like mine in little ways. Tell me where did get that ability?"
"Well thats a releaf I was afraid you were going to kill me!" said Krezz.
"Oh I am sorry about that. Sometimes I get fustraited with this orb that it makes me vicous but don't fear me. I do not hurt creatures of good heart only those who depend on industry and ruin this planet for their gain. You have nothing to worry about because I sense a goodness in you Krezz."
"So I guess you want to know my story right?"
Blarg looked at Krezz and his friends and nodded yes.
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