Kobold campaign

[Bayar]

The mines of Ironthorn. A vast underground system of caves inhabited by a tribe of kobolds. Much like any other day, the day begins with the Searching for the dragon meditation, afterwhich, everyone goes about their business.

But today is no ordinary day. Today, you have been summoned by Yahmok the All Watcher. Besides him there are Gebwip, captain of the warbands, and Tadfas, the tribe's diplomat.

Yahmok: I guess you are all wondering why you have been summoned here. It is because one of our spies, Ph'dgig, has overheard a group of adventurers planning a hunting expedition in this region. This would not be a reason for concern, if they weren't hunting for our new brother, Azreth. He is still young, and has much to learn. And keeping an escort around him while he wanders through the forest is not a viable option. We already have a squad of rangers there to search for any signs of intrusion and we cannot spare more able workers for guard duty.

Gebwip: Your mission is to go to the town of Nacela, meet up with Ph'dgig, and put a stop to this plot. From the inteligence report, it seems that the leader of the group is a gnome by the name of Enelt. After killing him, make sure to take his head as proof of your success.

Tadfas: You shall now be known as the fellowship of the drake ! Oh, wait. There are ten of you. Well, I guess one of you must stay behind so the fellowship can have only nine members.

Both Gebwip and Yahmok eye out Tadfas ()

Yahmok: By the way, you have been assigned a diplomatic mission in the Slaughterlands.

Tadfas: But...I just returned from the Salughterlands. They were not interested....I barely got back alive...

Yahmok: Oh I'm sure you will be succesful this time, one way or another.

Tadfas:

Gebwip: Back to your mission, since the town of Nacela is currently neutral towards us, it would be best if you dont do anything to make them mad. Your identities should also remain a secret.

Also, Ph'dgig is known around those parts as Dig.

Yahmok: Well, you got your mission. Now get moving !

On the way out, the kobold outfitter offers everyone a cloak to help you blend in with the locals. (the cloak offers a +2 circumstance bonus to disguise checks)

[mistformsquirrl]

Nupnyx

"A gnome?! This will truly be a wonderous opportunity for I, Nupnyx, to show o... to teach the younger warriors how to fight our foes! I shall bring you his head on my spear!

Nupnyx smiles broadly at the tribe's leaders, drawing himself up to his impressive (for a kobold) four foot height and giving a hearty salute before marching off to get his things.


A few moments later Nupnyx returns, still marching.

"O' great and wise All-Watcher, I have a question! Do we know anything about these adventurers other than their disgusting leader? Nupnyx would like to know what height to be stabbing at."

[Shademan]

"QUESTIONS!? in my days we didnt ask questions! we got a job and we did it. regardless of how un-informed we was! infact, when we were at war, we barely knew who the enemy was! but we was damn sure they were gnomes! ... or in league with them... and we won!" Droggom coughs and keep on limping after the younger kobolds.
mumble grumble no respect mumble youth today grumble...

[mistformsquirrl]

"That's why Nupnyx is Kobold Hero, and you be just grumpy kobold. Nupnyx knows how to use his head!"

Nupnyx headbutts the air as though slamming his noggin' into a gnome dome.


((<T_T> OK, I thought I'd avoid it, but I'm going to have to talk like Deekin.))

[Shademan]

" unrespectfull runt! Moral-less wyrmling! fiddlesticks and wormeggs!" droggom spat and cursed at him and waved his crossbow around like a old human would've done with his cane and his frog croaked angrily.

[Snacs]

(ha Mist:p)

"As you wish Elders" The Kobold nodded a tad more seriously than the first pair, lowering his head in obedience. He steps away quickly, and slips into the stream of Kobold workers, soldiers and artisans as they scramble from place to place like a school of fish. His own small cave, an off-shoot off of the main barracks, is rather bare, containing only a small pile of soft furs and bedding, and a stone chest built into the floor with a wooden, hinged top.He pulls his armor out, shedding the cloak for a moment as he slips the oiled, maneuverable armor over himself. He tugs an over-sized seeming quiver off a hook on the wall, belting it around his waist, the non-pointy edge of shortspears sticking out, in easy range for his clawed fingers to pluck outwards. He shrugs the cloak over the whole thing and steps out, headed for the entrance to Ironthorn, stopping at the Dire weasel stables to see if the All-Watcher had provided them with mounts to speed them on their journey...

(yay first kobold post)

[Bayar]

Gebwip: Dig should have more information. From the report, Enelt seems to have a bodyguard...a really stupid bodyguard. All meat and no wits.

[AgentPaper]

"Do we have any information on the gnome or his bodyguard? Do either of them have any distinguishing features? Does the gnome wear robes? Do strange things happen around him? How fast can the bodyguard run? What weapons does he use, if any? And what about the city? Is it a city of kobolds, or some other race? Not a city of gnomes, I hope."

Kem smiled. Yahmok usually seemed to think everyone knew enough to do what they did. Even Gebwip could leave out useful information sometimes.

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Gather Information: (d20)[2]
No mods . This is only if I need it, to try and get any useful information of any type out of them past the above questions.
Edit: Ouch.

[Darkantra]

Kwehk

Kwehk was nervous enough around the smattering of strange kobolds but being sent out to kill a gnome...

"Yes! Finally my worth is being recognized!" Kwehk jumps up from where he was sitting and starts giggling madly. Though the others can't see his eyes through his ever-present sundark goggles Kwehk is clearly staring off into nowhere.

"Death by acid? Fire? Or should I make him fall asleep and then torture him while he's tied up? Ooh I can freeze his joints and smash his limbs off one by one..."

Kwehk adopts a mad scientist pose and keeps giggling softly. After nearly half a minute of this he settles down and smoothes out his battle smock and coughs.

"Umm, thank you honored elders. Would this gnome happen to be a worthless spellcaster of some sort? I already have plenty of scrolls to take care of meatheads but I may need something special for the Glitter-runt."

[Shademan]

"WHADDYA MEAN 'worthless spellcaster'!? HA!?"
*waves crossbow at*

[Darkantra]

Kwehk

Khewk tries to keep himself out of the path of the point of the crossbow by leaning and ducking.

"Bah, give me the time and I can do anything that you can."

[Shademan]

"can you grow a beard, youngling?"

[Darkantra]

Kwehk

"No, but that's because I'm all kobold old worm. Maybe your clutch got a bit of gnome in it by mistake?"

[mistformsquirrl]

Nupnyx

"Oooo... burn!"

Nupnyx laughs slightly louder than appropriate.

[Shademan]

" You young crackerjacks! no respect for us elders! no respect for our elderly mutations of wisdom! i will have your tongue for that! "

(d20-1)[16] melee claw attack

[Darkantra]

Kwehk

With his epic AC of 17 Kwehk slips out of the way and let's out a loud yelp.

"Self defense!" he screeches before taking a swipe at the elderly kobold.

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Claw - (1d20-3)[3]

[Shademan]

Droggom sidesteps the blow.
"self defence? i am merely smacking you on the back of the head, as elders SHOULD do with respecless wyrmlings! your generation is foolish, arrogant and popinjays!" Droggom limps to the other kobolds muttering in his beard about how lost Kwehk's generation is.

[mistformsquirrl]

Nupnyx sighs heavily and shakes his head, looking at the squabbling kobolds.

"Nupnyx always stuck being the responsible one. Save it for gnome! Gnomes may be stupid, and smell bad, and messy...

Nupnyx spends about thirty seconds berating gnomes and anything vaguely gnomish before getting back to his point.

"... point being, gnomes have to be stabbed lotsa times before they realize they be dead! Save fighting energy for that, or Nupnyx have to demonstrate famous 'gnomecracker' technique on yous!"

[Bayar]

Yahmoh: It is always entertaining to see the others resolve their differences through a claw fight.

Gebwip: Indeed. Good thing that these kind of conflicts often end without any form of injuries.

Tadfas: Umm...shouldnt we worry about TPK ?

Gebwip & Yahmot towards Tadfas:

Tadfas: I'll stay in character...

[AgentPaper]

Kem tapped his clawed foot on the ground impatiently, waiting for a response.

"Uh, about the questions I had. If you could answer them it would make us much more likely to succeed."

[Bayar]

Kem tapped his clawed foot on the ground impatiently, waiting for a response.

"Uh, about the questions I had. If you could answer them it would make us much more likely to succeed."

Gebwip: See...someone misplaced some pages of the intelligence report. We only found information regarding a group of adventurers lead by a gnome. But I'm sure that Dig will have every bit of information needed for you.



Hahaha, Nacela, a city of kobolds ? Have a mine in the middle of a field ? No. Most towns are inhabited by larger species. Predominant humans. Curios species I might add.

Well...at least they are more open to diplomacy than those zombie ogres...

I already apologised about that. The last time we talked with them, they were alive.

Yeah yeah. Whatever youhalfgnomegoodfornothing

What was that ?

Think it was a fly

[AgentPaper]

Grumbling to himself, Kem can't help but wonder why these fools were in charge, to not even be able to handle something so critical as an information report.

"You know how many there are, at least don't you? Probably not. Well, in that case, can you at least tell us anything you know about the city? And how are we supposed to blend in with the crowds when they are all twice our size?"

As he says this, Kem looks over the cloak he was handed, wondering how it was supposed to help him look like a human...

"At our height, we would only be able to pass off as malformed human children. I won't even bring up the possibility of disguising ourselves as gnomes. I doubt I could convince the others to take part in such a thing."

[Shademan]

Mumble grumble
HUMANS! BAH!
mumble grumble

[mistformsquirrl]

"GNOMES?! Disguiise... as... gnomes?! Nupnyx's stomach is turning just at the thought! There has to be another way, has to be! YARK YARK! Can't Nupnyx just stab them all? Always solve problems before. Stabbed things not get back up."

[Shademan]

whaaat? speak louder!

[Darkantra]

Kwehk

Kwehk chuckles under his breath at the plan.

"Heh heh, luckily Droggom's halfway there already."

[Shademan]

"AND WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?" Droggom barks at the upstart.

[Vavaara]

Zara

Zara sits near the back of the group, fiddling with the items in her new tool kit. It had been old Troth's, who, when he heard she would be going out to serve the tribe, had let Zara borrow his time-tested kit. It might not have been as shiny as a new one, but it certainly had worth. All the tools were of the highest quality, and yet showed a bit of wear and tear around the edges that spoke of many nights toiling away to perfect something.

As she continued looking through her gear, she mumbled under her breath "...Sneak in under cover... Slip the guards a bit of coin... Greedy humans..." Looking up, she said more clearly "If you can get me close, I can set a trap for the fools"

[mistformsquirrl]

"Hmm... traps is good... Zara, how many humans can you trap at once? Nupnyx is strategerizing..."

Nupnyx rubs his chin, deep in thought (at least for Nupnyx).

[Snacs]

Slipped back in unobtrusively, and sighed a bit at the older pair's bickering. He had heard them from halfway across the mine!

"Already thinking of ways in?Good, that's two people thinking straight."He sighed a bit as he spoke sidelong to Zara, shifting from clawed foot to clawed foot to keep either from falling asleep.He knew from experience that the rabble would die down eventually if left to its own devices, keeping his expression neutral, his calm, bright orange eyes quiet.