As they were moveing through the forest Xan asked Blarg who he was.
"May I ask who you are?"
Blarg looked at him and said. "My name is Blarg and I have been on the run for two years now. Its a long story that I will tell you when we get to the camp. Tell me though who was that stranger who wanted to look at me back there? In a way he reminded me of somebody I once knew. Something of the past."
"A friend?" asked Xan
"A competitor!" replied Blarg "See this." as he pulled out an old looking piece of paper. "This is a map a very old map that I have recieved from from a wise Mudokin a long time ago." The symbols on it represent something that for some odd reason could be related to me somehow. All my life I was searching in this world if there were more of my kind but I have fallen short of that. This map has the same symbol on my head. A representation of me that I have no idea on how it got there. But must find out."
Just then Blarg put the map back under his cloak as the group was approaching the camp. The camp was rather huge that consist of 5 Mudokin tribes. Everybody was stareing at Blarg for they never seen this creature before. Then one of the old Mudokin guards approached the Mudokin scouts that had Blarg.
"What is your business here with that thing you have there?"
"This creature was being tortured by sligs in the small Magog town of Cluttes. He was going to die. Can we bring him in?"
"Well yes but be forwarned theres rumer going around that a dangerous individual is out and about in these parts. We will keep a close eye on your friend."
"Thankyou."
And so the small Mudokin troop rode into the camp to rest as Blarg got off the back of Xan's Elum.
"You will stay in my tent Blarg as I will go get you some food." said Xan
"Thanks Xan."
Blarg looked about the camp as most of the Mudokins looked as if they were at war or something. He wasnt sure so he asked a commenor.
"Excuse me can you tell me what happened here?"
The commenor looked at him and was frighten.
"Get awey from me you thing!" as he ran off.
"Sorry!"
Still a little hung over from the incident with the sligs he sat down on a log waiting for his friend Xan to return with food.
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