To Build a Throne

Kobold Diplomacy

Dear Diary.

No doubt you thought I’d forgotten about you? Especially seeing as how your previous incarnation was burned?
And even more so, now that I have both Gondlir and The Other to talk to.

No, you are not forgotten.

We have a mission. Ah yes, ‘we’. It’s not just Gondlir, me and The Other now. I travel with a group of… well, two of them are rough types, one appears to be a clean-shaven knight of some sort. So, a mixed bunch.
We have a mission from the Swrodlords of Restov, to explore an area known as the greenbelt. This is not without problems, but that’s to be expected I suppose. A lot has happened during these explorations, but they are for another time.

Right now, I must keep my head straight.

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.They’d also taken a kobold prisoner, which is how we know all this. Cezlaw was about to kill the little reptile, but he screamed and begged for mercy, in Draconic of all things. Terribly nasal Draconic, but no matter. He called himself Mikmek and was a clever little fellow. And I think we have a way to resolve the problems with the kobolds without further bloodshed.

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.They’d also taken a kobold prisoner, which is how we know all this. Cezlaw was about to kill the little reptile, but he screamed and begged for mercy, in Draconic of all things. Terribly nasal Draconic, but no matter. He called himself Mikmek and was a clever little fellow. And I think we have a way to resolve the problems with the kobolds without further bloodshed.*

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.They’d also taken a kobold prisoner, which is how we know all this. Cezlaw was about to kill the little reptile, but he screamed and begged for mercy, in Draconic of all things. Terribly nasal Draconic, but no matter. He called himself Mikmek and was a clever little fellow. And I think we have a way to resolve the problems with the kobolds without further bloodshed.*Ah yes. Mikmek was able to get us to the Kobold chief, Sootscale. Cezlaw had decapitated the statue on sight, probably thinking it was a monster, but luckily Gondlir was able to mend it.

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.They’d also taken a kobold prisoner, which is how we know all this. Cezlaw was about to kill the little reptile, but he screamed and begged for mercy, in Draconic of all things. Terribly nasal Draconic, but no matter. He called himself Mikmek and was a clever little fellow. And I think we have a way to resolve the problems with the kobolds without further bloodshed.*Ah yes. Mikmek was able to get us to the Kobold chief, Sootscale. Cezlaw had decapitated the statue on sight, probably thinking it was a monster, but luckily Gondlir was able to mend it.My plan was to use the return of the statue to negotiate with the kobolds, and find out if the warmonger was Sootscale himself, or that odd shaman Mikmek was so scared of, Tartuk. Then we could probably deal with that problem.

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.They’d also taken a kobold prisoner, which is how we know all this. Cezlaw was about to kill the little reptile, but he screamed and begged for mercy, in Draconic of all things. Terribly nasal Draconic, but no matter. He called himself Mikmek and was a clever little fellow. And I think we have a way to resolve the problems with the kobolds without further bloodshed.*Ah yes. Mikmek was able to get us to the Kobold chief, Sootscale. Cezlaw had decapitated the statue on sight, probably thinking it was a monster, but luckily Gondlir was able to mend it.My plan was to use the return of the statue to negotiate with the kobolds, and find out if the warmonger was Sootscale himself, or that odd shaman Mikmek was so scared of, Tartuk. Then we could probably deal with that problem.that was not what happened. When we offered him the statue, he took it and then smashed it, declaring Tartuk anathema to the tribe. He then charged into Tartuk’s quarters, only to come running back out even faster. Then we went in. Or rather, Jaroslaw did. I was right behind him. Just one slash, with that big sword of his, and the purple kobold was down.

We.. were in a fight with some little creatures called Mites. A type of Dark Fae I believe? No matter. They’d stolen a statue sacred to a group of kobolds – and a great many other things besides.They’d also taken a kobold prisoner, which is how we know all this. Cezlaw was about to kill the little reptile, but he screamed and begged for mercy, in Draconic of all things. Terribly nasal Draconic, but no matter. He called himself Mikmek and was a clever little fellow. And I think we have a way to resolve the problems with the kobolds without further bloodshed.*Ah yes. Mikmek was able to get us to the Kobold chief, Sootscale. Cezlaw had decapitated the statue on sight, probably thinking it was a monster, but luckily Gondlir was able to mend it.My plan was to use the return of the statue to negotiate with the kobolds, and find out if the warmonger was Sootscale himself, or that odd shaman Mikmek was so scared of, Tartuk. Then we could probably deal with that problem.that was not what happened. When we offered him the statue, he took it and then smashed it, declaring Tartuk anathema to the tribe. He then charged into Tartuk’s quarters, only to come running back out even faster. Then we went in. Or rather, Jaroslaw did. I was right behind him. Just one slash, with that big sword of his, and the purple kobold was down.And I managed to spin it! We walked away not only with a peace treaty, but also all their magical treasures! The treaty is written in draconic ofcourse, but it’s signed by Sootscale, in his shaman’s blood. Which was Gondlir’s idea – but I think it’ll work.

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