"Okay!" Shortfang would lead the group deeper into the shanty town as he chats about the place as if he was a tour guide. The town is formally called [i]Onurethrilark[/i], or in the common tongue, Underhaven. Underhaven refers to the all of the sewers, and not just this particular location. The kobolds live down here for many reasons, mainly due to human's dislike of the kobolds due to the apocalypse dragon from sixty years ago. The one that Shortfang thinks is Kalmeet, though he admits that no one actually gave the dragon a real name, only that it's a black dragon. But once upon a time, they choose to live here, due to kobold's innate sensitivity to sunlight as well as their actual jobs of maintaining the sewers back when they were friends with the humans. Back then the kobolds wouldn't need to fight because they were friends with humans, but supposedly the kobolds betrayed the humans when Kalmeet promised them power. Shortfang insist this isn't true though; Kalmeet never liked the kobolds and it was just selfish humans trying to steal from the kobolds, who have always done well for themselves. This was when he started talking about his mother, Skinwalker, who is the best tanner and clothes maker he knows. She's also quite a hunter and taught him how to use a crossbow.

Soon enough Pylia gagged as she smelled the putrid scent of feces and other disgusting chemicals. "Ugh... Yeah... Smells like a tannery." She put her mask on as Shortfang excitedly heads over to a small hut with many animal hides being cured outside next to a vent. Hides of rats, lizards, and other giant animals you don't recognize. Shortfang said something in draconic which brought out another green kobold, just a little bit bigger than him. She seemed surprised and hugged Shortfang, wrapping her tail around him, as he did the same to her. He brought the kobold over to the group. "This my mom! Molikzhin, or Skinwalker!" The kobold woman smiled as best as she could and tried to speak. "H-Hi! Thank y-you for, take care, my son."