It seems Panshaw is being harassed at night by small reptilians. “Kobolds”, the adventurers thought. Kind of weird that they’re this bold, but who cares. While some felt the beasts were beneath them, and others secretly trembled in fear of their ingenious traps, a group of bounty hunters accepted the task. Finding the kobolds’ lair was no problem – the problems began inside it.
A small opening on the side of an inactive volcano led into twisting tunnels. It was truly cramped, except for the smallest adventurer, and maneuvering inside it was nearly impossible. After a while crawling in those tunnels, the heroes-to-be reached an opening with a crude bridge. While being able to stretch their legs was a welcome change, their first true challenge was getting across a gaping chasm.
They managed to get to the other side, but not without accidentally wrecking the bridge. Not only was there no going back, but the reptilians also heard the commotion, and manned their defenses. While part of the group was excited to bash kobold skulls, others started questioning their decisions that led them there. Either way, there was only one way: forward.
Through collapsing tunnels, guerrilla attacks, murder holes with unending poisonous critters, boiling oil and caltrops, to name a few, our heroes eventually made their way to what seemed to be an inhabited zone. They first came across a sign written in draconic. It read “BAD BEAR”, with a drawn kobold skull “EATS KOBOLDS”, and pointed to the left. To the right, another arrow read “KOBOLD VILLAGE – MUCH FOODS”.
After seeing their home, where they grow food, and how they tend to their young, fighting them became tougher. Now battered and bruised, the party also lost their morale, but they had no choice. It might not be as glamorous as the songs, but it’s how it had to be.
A central chamber, which was far bigger than all the previous ones, had mining gear all around the walls. There, the final showdown was bound to happen. The mightiest kobolds were ready to fight – sorcerers, shamans, riders and even flying kobolds. Even other reptilians joined them! They all had one thing driving their will: to protect the master, the sacred dragon!
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