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Crust and the quality of powdered bone pulverized from Kalbyrith skulls.
Heh. You know, the first panel wasn’t strictly necessary, but I REALLY wanted to draw it for some reason.
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Thoos, Knox, and Picknar made their way up the stairs, flanked by huge intimidating Bollycks. Picknar said, “Excuse us. Excuse us. Coming through.” The head Bollyck, Feekar, told the Bollyck with a patch over one set of eyes, “The rest of you, stand guard out here.” The eyepatch Bollyck said, “Okay, Feekar.” Feekar leaned over Lasper and they walked through the laser wall, the Bollyck’s body protecting Lasper from the deadly laser. The area they were in was floor, wall, and ceiling made up of pinkish bumpy soft matter, somewhat brain-like. Lasper said, “So, Feekar, why’d you bring me in with you? I’m guessing it’s not simply because we have the same goals at the moment.” Feekar said, “I have no freaking idea how to communicate with a Veefa, and I was hoping you might.” Lasper said, “I do have a couple ideas, but I’ll admit I’m no expert.” Feekar said, “I’m only an expert in one thing.” Lasper asked, “Killing?” Feekar said. “What? No. Bread making. It’s all about the crust.”
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“Kalbyrith skulls make the crustiest crusts. It’s the high urik content.” Holds up a skull and examines it. “Alas, poor urik. I know it’s a slim ratio.”