Crigg put his nose in the air and sniffed.
He easily recognised the smell of ratfurr, slurgs and fleech-crapp.
Crigg:"Man, looks like nobody´s been here f´r a while."*Crigg looks around*
"Oh, sry, didn´t se you back there." Crigg said to the old, gnawd-up Mudokkon-skeletton in the corner. "I´l just leave yá to it."
(OOC:Crigg=Not the brightest fellow around...)
He walked down a grown-over acess-tunnel and placed some poisonous bait-units, some fuzzle trapps and some of his homemade fleech-trapps.
'That should do the trick in two flicks of an elums tail...' Crigg thought, and walked passed the dead guy, back to the elevator.
"Se ýa ´round!" Crigg said, to the ex-Mudd, befor he pressed the button and the elevator scrambled upwards again.
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