Lank yelped and struggled to escape, but the fat Moblin held fast. He then began to drag the helpless youngster away, towards another Moblin. This one was older and not as fat as the Moblin that had captured Lank, and had smallish tusks protruding from his mouth. He looked mean and tough. "Good work, Hoggart," said the older Moblin. Hoggart, the Moblin that had captured Lank, grinned and nodded stupidly. "I wonder if 'e's got any treasure," he said.. "Hmm..." said Tusko. He turned to his companion. "Whaddaya think, Hoggart? Are pumpkin seeds enough?" He eyed Lank nastily, grinning.