...I regret not choosing gunner, BECAUSE MY GOD THAT LOOKS BADASS!!!!
(I still hope we can pickpocket though.)
Ahem, anyway, head outside now that you have got your gear.
...I regret not choosing gunner, BECAUSE MY GOD THAT LOOKS BADASS!!!!
(I still hope we can pickpocket though.)
Ahem, anyway, head outside now that you have got your gear.
Let's have fun with this, don't let me down now.
(Finally changed my freaking avatar.)
You place the books back into the chest as you don't need them anymore. Your still alittle frazzled that this is all happening to you, what with the voices, books, new conceptions of the world around you. Everything use to be so simple, wake up, eat some rats, go steal something, and then go home. Rinse and repeat. Though maybe it won't be so bad...I mean after all, you have a gun now. So that's pretty bitching. It's time to say goodbye to this room. You turn around and head out the cave.
You are now the baby blue scaled female Kobold.
This is the Hatchling's Den, the place where new little kobolds are born from their eggs and squirm about being their little impy selves. It comes equiped with tourches, a small pond filled with blind cave fish, and of course the "Loafing Rock" where the hatchlings like to perch, jump off of, and play on. Oh no don't worry, these are not your actual children, you never conceived before, this is just your role here in the caves. Your job is to be the Broodmother, that means your in charge of making sure the little whelps don't kill themselves, until they actually have the intelligence to know the concept of death. Your other job is to hatch the eggs while their mothers are out getting their daily steal. Though they usually never come back, either they just completely forgot they had children, or die outside of the caves.
Though its only your job to watch over the children and you are paid for your services, you're one of the few Kobold's who actually are concern for them. You take it upon yourself to work overtime, or not even go back to your den at all just to watch over the little ones. You feed them, bathe them, teach them to speak, and even teach them moderation during playtime so they don't accidently claw out each others throats. Some of the other Kobolds think your a strange one for this, as such you've been hit on by the cave's boss a couple of times. but you always turned him down. You dare not tell him who you fancy, because chances are the boss would snap that Kobold's neck in his sleep.
What is your name Broodmother?
Hestialvaaz
IdunnoIhopethatsnottooclosetoHinzel
Sharaunia
Let's have fun with this, don't let me down now.
(Finally changed my freaking avatar.)
known as Miss Lady by the youngins
>Jolailing
>Flittasel
>Anma
Shruevel.
kanaya maryam Bygjit
>Lylikil-Smraa
This adventure is cute and awesome and stuff.
LADY JENNY IV
Duchess of Hatchling Den, Protector of Loafing Rock
Last edited by Loather of Irk; 03-14-2012 at 12:56 AM.
...Okay that's awesome. But your imagination doesn't count.
No, what the hatchlings call you doesn't count either.
Well Bygjit...You arise from your sleep curled up around the newest batch of eggs. You unfurl yourself standing up, looking back down you notice your first item you've ever stolen. It's a book called the "Bloodfairy Journal". You know the title because the cave's local wizard was nice enough to tell you it. It's a spellbook that belonged to a female Lizardfolk witch. You remember sneaking onto her campsite through submerging yourself in a small pool of water. The witch was busy casting a ritual so you had ample time to steal the book. However the witch's familiar noticed you and caused a ruckus, you barely were able to dodge all of her spells she threw at you and got away through a small cavern in the pool of water. You have no idea what any of the words mean, but you like looking at the pretty pictures of faefolk and magic circles. However some of the pages look like they've been torn out, you open the journal seeing that there have been attempts to tear some pages out but the results ended in failure. However one of the magic circle pages is missing.
You feel mighty upset by this, but that will have to wait as there seems to be a issue arising at the Loafing Rock.
Jilueeb: I STEAL LOAFROCK. YOU CAN'T HAVE. THIS MY LOAFROCK. NO LOAFING FOR YOU!
Maruoom: DAT NOFAWUR!
Naruoon: DAT NOFAWUR!
Ballik: WHO MADE YEU IN CHARGE!? BROODMOTHER! JILUEEB STOLE DA LOUWFIN WOOCK!
Turns out Jilueeb, the hatchling causing the uproar, has taken point ontop of the Loafing Rock and is claiming it as his own. To further seal the deal he has written "No Loafing" on the page he stole from your journal. As much as you want to yell at the little hooligan for ripping a piece out of your most prized possession, you try to approach the situation with diplomacy.
Bygjit: Now now boys calm down. Jilueeb take down that paper. I'm happy that you managed to steal paper from my journal without my knowing, it shows your a great filcher. And where you got the ink is beyond me. But the Loafing Rock is not yours to own, it's for everyone in the den.
>Roll Cha
Jilueeb: But Broodmother, Loafing Rock so high! I be high above others, I'll be boss. Just like Boss Astrouth! This be first thing I steal! IT MINE!
Oh boys and their lust for power and greed, it's true though that the leader of the Kobolds, Astrouth, has taken a shine to Jilueeb. Astrouth has been collecting Jilueeb now and again and giving him private combat training, thus Jilueeb believes he should envoke his power over the other Hatchlings by a sort of right. That and he likes to use the fact that his speaking abilities are alittle bit more above average then the other hatchlings as a mark of automatic leadership. But the Loafing Rock is everyone's favorite spot, and if no solution is found soon, this would surely lead to the rest of the boys ganging up on Jilueeb.
"I have an idea, let's go play <TRADITIONAL KOBOLD GAME> on the other side of the cave!"
While everyone is rushing away from the rock, quickly pocket the stolen page.
> Now do the motherly thing and threaten him with EXTREME VIOLENCE
one of the other kids: steal the note
Bygjit: inform Jilueeb that in order to steal something you have to move it if he cant move the loafing rock he cant steal it, let him keep the piece of paper tho you cant bring yourself to take the first thing he ever stole from him.
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> Smack the little bastard.
Say: Erm, Jilueeb, if the rock was the first thing you stole, where'd you get the paper and ink?
Let's have fun with this, don't let me down now.
(Finally changed my freaking avatar.)