"I'z Mugsnaga Morgrub. Orkish freetrada an' mer-cen-ary." She grins. "I woz 'ired  to 'elp you pinkies take care o' dem pirates, an' I fought dat  woz a great idea, coz dey'z from da  Bloody Handz Freebootaz tribe. I'm from da more organized Red Spanna tribe- we'z even started trade wiv you'z guys, coz we'z smarter dan dem Freebootaz. See, if we'z<span style="font-style: italic">buy</span>stuff off ya, you'z don't fight back an' we don't smash da stuff dat makes da stuff we want." She nods, watching Shade  head skywards. "Anywayz, we don't like dem Bloody Handz lot coz dey's a buncha gitz, so I thought I could make meself some money at da same time as gettin' rid of some of dem lot, maybe even get a crack at Ruzgob, who's deir boss. But instead,  I takes out two of dem, den some git hits da control jets, sendin' me down 'ere, where  I crashes. I'm jus' makin' sure all me limbz is still on and' realisin' dat I can smell fuel when dat fing turns up. I seez dat you'z a human, so I gets you outta da way!"<br/><br/>She grins and nods reassuringly, checking that her pistol's loaded and ready for use. "Nice boomstick."