The Bale of Khas Vox

Krane does not remember much of his past life. It's all a flash of muddled memories spilling over one another. One thing that he does remember is a single name. Khas Vox. The name inspires a deep uncomfortable feeling within him. If he could he would seek this feeling out and finally figure out why he came into existence. The problem is that he is a head attached to a hydra. Not even a particularly old or strong one. There is one hope though. Within "his'' lair is a shady book bound in black leather.