Kobold Adventure: An Interactive Journey

Well hello there.


You are a Kobold, born and raised by other Kobolds in the quaint town of Zazkthel. It's a nice town with only a few major spider problems a year and probably isn't haunted by the countless lost souls of deceased Dwarven-folk.

Anyways, today is a special day in Zazkthel, because today is your twelfth birthday--the official year you become a full-fledged adult in Kobold society. No longer will your life consist of meaningless and inconsequential fooling around--from here on out, everything you do will matter.

Not only that, but you plan to not just matter, but really matter--you're gonna be somebody, do something important, or your name isn't--isn't--

...

What was your name again?

 

Leopold!

 

Right! Leopold! You totally did not forget your own name, which is Leopold.

In all honesty, it's not the most Kobold-like of names, which has often led to trouble with the other Kobolds, but it's your name and you've stuck to it.

Speaking of other Kobolds...

There's been a surprisingly high turnout to your party, considering almost everyone in town probably hates you. It's probably only because of the free beer, but it's nice to imagine that they're here because they actually like you. Which they probably don't.


Aaand he's unconscious.

It might be a good idea to try speaking to a couple people before everybody else passes out.

 

Take the passed out kobolds mug! It may prove useful later!

 

the green ones! why does everyone hate leopold again?

 

It smells like sadness...

Oh, they mostly just don't appreciate how you have a tendency to accidentally start fires, collapse buildings, and let goblin hordes into the town. It's really not your fault, but that doesn't really matter to most Kobolds in town.

You approach the town twins, Pik and Kip.


... Or Kip and Pik. It's hard to tell, and their insistence on matching outfits only makes it harder.

"Well well well, if it isn't little Leo!"
"That you are, little Leo!"
"Enjoying the party, little Leo?"
"Not planning to burn it down, are you little Leo?"
"Haven't invited your goblin friends, right, little Leo?"
"That would be bad, wouldn't it, little Leo?"

You've never been able to tell if they're jerks or just plain creepy.

 

( Can I go again? )

 

(Of course! There's no limit on how often you can suggest things--you can even suggest a few things at once, if you like.)

 

Well then.

Make both of them inhale the smell of the Chalice of Sadness. Also mark them so you can know which is which!

 

"So, uh... Pik, you should smell this tankard I got from that drunk guy over there. It smells, uh, pretty sad. And stuff." You've never been good with words.

"Well yes it does smell sad, little Leo."
"Sad like you, little Leo!"


"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"


"Kip is kidding, little Leo."
"It was a jest, little Leo."
"Happy birthday, little Leo."
"Happy indeed, little Leo."
"Enjoy it while you can, little Leo."
"You're only young once, little Leo."
"And now you're old, little Leo."
"Old indeed, little Leo."

Well... You're only a little bit crushed from that joke, and it was certainly nice of them to wish you a happy birthday. You feel like you could keep talking with Pik and Kip (you think you got it--Kip is left handed), but now would be a good time to talk with the other party-goers if you wanted.

What do you wanna do?

 

(( I CANT BREATH IM LAUGHING TO MUCH! ))

 

(( Well laughsma attack aside. ))

Go over to the Barmaiden! See if she is one of your friends although she is most likely not

 

Oh? look what I found.

 

You approach the barmaiden, and step into earshot of the grizzled adventurer's story.


"Now, I'd told Jerraph that we shoulda brought some extra blankets, but he was too busy packin' 'is sticks in that pack t'listen. Long story short, we weren't welcome back 'round those parts, partially 'cause we'd committed quite a deal o' "Disorderly Conduct around Children""."

"Sir, the drinks are free, you don't have to buy each one with a lengthy and irrelevant story. And if they weren't free, you'd still have to pay."

"Whatev'r ye say, lass... Well, me mug's on low. Did I tell ye 'bout the time I chased a pack o' dire sheep into a lake?"

Now would probably be a good chance to interject.

 

Yell out " OBEJECTION!" In the Latyon Wright way!

 

Tell her the twins need to top off so she has an excuse to leave.

 

"OBJECTION!!"


They both turn toward you.


Crap. You hadn't thought this far ahead.

"S-so, um-uh, the twins, they need some more of the drinking stuff in their beer mugs, I think, please..."


The barmaiden stares at you.


"... Okay."

Well that could have gone much worse.


The barmaiden leaves to go give the twins some more beer, leaving you with the adventurer who now seems to me mildly amused by you. You'd normally think the barmaiden has something against you, like the rest of town, but you're pretty sure she's just mad that Mother Adira coerced her to give out the free drinks. Anywho, the adventurer keeps staring at you and you're getting uncomfortable. Better say something.

 

Ask him why he choose to be an adventurer. You've heard it's pretty dangerous.

 

Ask him why he has a dent in his head!

 

Ask him where his other eye went!