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"But only a night Krezz. For Xan and I will be leaveing this place soon. Its very urgent that I must find this." A sort of pause came over Blarg and he said "Orical?" It is something that I have forgotten. Whats going on here?"

Krezz looked at him funny. "Orical? what is that?"

With a confused look on Blarg's face he explaned. "I am not sure. Something of great power?" as he contemplated.

Krezz looked at him and was confused. "I am not sure what you mean. I am not what I used to be Blarg. Though I do remember something that happened in Vykkers Labs. Please let me rest I have been on the run for a long time now." as Krezz dosed off to sleep.

Blarg looked at him and was deeply confused. "Xan what do you think this could mean?"

"Blarg you were part of some secret the Vykkers were conducting under the control of a Glukkon who was shrouded in mystery. That is all I know. Anything is possable. But I myself have a little secret to tell."


Meanwhile off into the center of the Magog Cartel was the Great "Hall of Larve" Where her majesty Lady Margret resided.

"FLASK, GET IN HERE!" as Maggie rumbled to her Glukkon servant Flask. Flask was less than a pud as he had no status in life. Infact he doesnt wear any suit. an embaressment for the Glukkons who run the industry.

"Comeing your uglyness!"

"HOW LONG WILL THAT ANNOYING CREATURE BE LOOSE IN MY CARTEL? WHERE IS THAT STRANGE GLUKKON WHO BLATENLY OFFERED ME A LIFETIME SUPPLY OF 8 BILLION MOOLAH! AND HASEN'T RETURNED WITH IT!" HE FAILED AND I WANT HIS HEAD!"

"Blarg you say? I am not sure your majesty. A lot of the sligs have been off duty on holiday your majesty. Only certain groups have been on duty and I don't balieve they even know anything about that creature. Though near the Peramonian Forest there were siteings of him off and about with a band of Mudokins. I balieve the slig "Crank" told me this you uuuuure your majesty!" as he crouched down in the presence of Lady Margret.

"FLASK! as Margret hissed at him. "YOU ARE ARROGANT! I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT THAT CREATURE FOR WE WILL HAVE HIM! I WAS TALKING ABOUT THAT GLUKKON! THOUGH I THINK YOU NEED TO GET OUT AND ABOUT. as Margret laughed.

"YOU WILL GO FIND THIS GLUKKON AND BRING HIM TO ME!" as she hissed. "ONE MORE THING ORDER ALL SLIGS BACK TO WORK. THEY ARE NOW TO REPORT TO THEIR WORK STATIONS. HOLIDAY IS OVER AND TAKE 90% OUT OF THEIR DAYLY PAY OF MOOLAH. NOW GET OUT OF HERE I NEED TO BIRTH!"

"YIKES! as Flask ran franticly out of there in search of the reclusive Hooded Glukkon.