The anger surged through Blarg for the death of Geeble. He cried out loud.
"GEEBLE!"
Suddenly the ground began to shake and move as it interupted his grieving. A mound rose out of the ground and a low moaning noise came from within. Blarg knew this something liveing.
Suddenly its face came out of the mud. The enormous worm squrmed its way out of the mud. 50ft in size it blocked Blarg's path. Blarg knew he was in the presance of Morea.
"Who disturbes our sleep?" yawned Morea.
"It is I the Creature Blarg. You are Morea the Ancient One?"
"Maybe we are maybe were not whats it to ya?"
"We need your help!"
"For eons we lived for many lives." replied Morea.
"Who?"
"Me and myself. But whats it matter to ya?"
"We need your help."
"Help what sort of help?"
"We need advice on how we can find the Sword of Darkon. Please our comrad Geeble has been lost by the monster called the nothing."
"Thats some story you have there. Nothing matters!"
"Please help me!"
"Go away nothing matters. We don't care about you!"
"If you don't care you will die!" yelled Blarg.
"Die? Now that is something."
"Help us!" Blarg cried out.
"Leave us you annoying bug so we can sleep!"
"Please help us! You here that? The nothing is comming!"
"If it will leave us alone then we shall help. You will have to find the orbs of power before you enter the Northern wilderness. They are scattered on a Continent known as Crilas. Crilas I warn you though is a dangerious place locked in civil war. Demons of all kinds hunt the lands. Monsters roam and evil exist. You will have to fight in order for your friends to find their orbs of power. You Blarg can bring your friend back to life because you are the Keeper. Now leave us alone and let us sleep!" explaned Morea as she went back into the mud and snored.
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