We're just a small group of kobolds. Not much to say about us!

Pik has the green scales...
Dekkhir has the red scales...
and Ree has the brown scales.

Like most kobolds, we hatched in a kobold city deep beneath the ground. There, we were many - countless, all living as one community, one tribe. Unlike most kobolds, we now live alone, save each others' company, on the surface. It's a difficult place for kobolds - predators roam the land, hateful, evil creatures - humans, dwarves, gnomes, elves... food isn't as plentiful... we don't have the numbers we used to... and the light, that hateful, wicked light. We'd heard stories, but until we witnessed it, we didn't understand just how bright light could be. There's many things here we'd never seen before, and on more than one occasion, we didn't think we'd make it on our own, but we persevered - maybe even thrived. So sit, listen, and we'll tell you our story, answer your questions... we'll show you what it is to be a kobold. Are you ready? Good. Let's begin.