Eh, thankee I wrote more, and Predator, you won't come in until later on.



"Zanzibar? Against the Lord Kroys?" Velveetza's eyes widened and her whiskers bristled nervously. "Oh, how could he?" Rroyvan sighed.

"He claimed it was under Kroys' orders that Vorsyelvo was killed, and he imprisoned."

"So that's where he's been!"

"Yes. And if it weren't for his friends, he'd probably be dead by now. Or so he says."

"Friends?"

"Yes. And just guess who?" Velveetza laughed nervously.

"If I know our brother, he'll have allied with- oh, say, those crazy mercenaries Coppertop or Claw!" Rroyvan sighed and nodded unhappily. Velveetza gasped.

"No, I was just joking, how could he have-"

"Yes, he's friends with Claw, Copper, and all that gang. He says that he owes them all a 'could-be life debt'." Velveetza twitched her whiskers.

"And what else has our brother said?"

"That if we don't get hide or get off Firen we'll all be imprisoned, along with all our family."

"Nonsense! Kroys has offered us a lifetime of peace, and we have accepted. Kroys wouldn't dishonor that, would he?" There was genuine doubt in her voice now.

"I don't know. . . "



"We're landing on Shilarloh? That tiny moon?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because the Assassin may have large amounts of power, but I'm running low on it. I need to fuel up."

"Ahh. . ."

"And that's that."