Skinwalker smiled at your thanks. It was around that time a horn was blown, and Skinwalker motioned towards where there was a big bonfire. "Celebration starting. Let us go." Following Skinwalker, she leads the party to a large square were most of the food was being set up. There were at least three different areas where the giant fishes were being roasted over an open flame, seven places serving soup, and one huge table serving various roasted mushrooms, sea foods, and other things that can be spread or put onto flat bread. Additionally Longstrider was here, giving some sort of speech in Draconic. But soon she'd see your group and speak in common.

"For the longest time, we kobolds have been living in darkness, away from the surface and it's people. Ever since our kind had joined with Kalmeet, the Chaos Dragon of Black, our kind have always been enemies of humanity. Even after thousands of years since the epic tale of the gods and their immortal enemies, the kobolds have been hunted, enslaved, and banished from everywhere touched by mortal hands. Even among our own dragonkin, we are lesser beings, brought to this world imperfect and pitiful. And yet despite that, we live. Despite our enemies and our struggles, we survive. And despite our cursed birth, we thrive. Because if there is one blessing that kobolds received, it is the blessing of change. No matter what happens to us or the world above, we will always be there to see the new day rise. We will be there when a new chapter starts, even after the story has ended. And that is possible, because of people like Sylvia Thorne, Pylia, Buddy, and Shortfang, who are willing to change how the story is told. Instead of telling the same sad tale that we kobolds always have, they have helped us make a new story, one with a happier ending."

Finally Longstrider raised a cup. Cups were also passed out to everyone. The content seemed to be some sort of green alcohol. Shortfang explained it. "Mosswine. Sewer Dragon specialty. Very strong, very tasty. Make Sewer Dragons good swimmers!" Londstrider said something that must've been a toast as she drank the mosswine, as did every other kobold in the room. Shortfang and his mother gulped it down in one go, though Pylia was somewhat hesitant. She did drink from it though. Buddy drank it, but didn't seem affected for perhaps obvious reasons. Afterwards the kobolds got really rowdy and almost immediately started to go swarming for the food. Shortfang and his mother was already in the crowd. "Hurry boss! First come first serve!"

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Please roll a con save if you do choose to drink the Mosswine.
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