[color=lightgray][center][h3][b]Zaz'ak[/b][/h3][/center][/color][hr][hr][right][sup][color=lightgray][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@VeyrinDay], [@Lucius Cypher], [@Kenshi], and [@POOHEAD189][/sup][/right]

Crackling and popping embers resounded from within the roar of the open flames of the campfire dug beneath the boughs of an old looking tree, and sitting just out of the firelight the silhouette of a reptilian humanoid leaned against the tree that kept the fire from dying. Zaz'ak was the name he'd been given at birth by his tribes chieftain but he rarely got referred to by his name under the command of his previous master, and yet even now he knew nobody would listen to a kobold as it was widely known that his kind were simply used as fodder and employed as lackeys to be commanded by bigger and stronger monsters.

With brightly colored aquamarine eyes the kobold turned his head towards the others gathered underneath the old tree, faintly the patter of rain could be heard outside as they huddled around the campfire trying to dry off by the warmth of the open flame. There were four of them each different than the next but it was too early to tell if anything beneficial for him could be gained from striking up a friendship with any of them, but at the very least they kept to themselves and left him alone.

[color=lightgray]"Alone..."[/color] he muttered in draconic remembering the dragon that once ruled their dungeon before it was usurped by the master who changed his peoples way of life.

[quote]
[indent][i][color=darkgray]"Ah what a tasty morsel all alone in my lair,"[/color] deeply a voice disturbed mountains of treasure and old relics in a dusty chamber where a lone kobold held up a single copper coin [color=darkgray]"Is that all you seek whelp?"[/color] the voice was mocking and filled with venom [color=darkgray]"A single copper when gold surrounds you?"[/color] it sounded more curious than mocking as a single great glowing eyes drifted out from the darkness. The winged behemoth snorted smelling the kobold and grinned a toothy grin.

[color=darkgray]"Your name whelp?"[/color][/i][/indent]
[/quote]

[color=lightgray]"Zaz'ak."[/color] the horned kobold whispered feeling the scar below his eye from the battle he fought while escaping the dungeon in his cowardice alongside a few other kobolds.