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ooc:Not to bother you but i'm a glukkon, not a slig. 
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OOC: Sorry, I got a bit confused. I was more confused as to how a Slig had another Slig as a servant valet. I thought it was, because I found a description of a Slig. Musta been something else, then.
IC: Stan turned left and wandered into the darkness carefully. He heard the odd Fleech chirp, and movement, but none too close. he also heard scuttling. This was merely Ratz as they explored the sewers. The Fleeches didn't seem particularly interested in them as prey. he then heard a Fleeches squelching getting closer to him, and a louder chirp than before. "Oh god, not another 'un..." He braced himself as he checked the mobile and asked "How much further? I've got quite far-" he was broken off by another long tongue zipping for his face. He grabbed it and slung the Fleech round and sharply as it flew back out with an angry screech into the gloom. "Oh great...hope that doesn't get them all started..."