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Moonlight Kobold by Goat-Kid

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Gengen the Kobold

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Progression

From a thread on Warosu, likely dead by now

From a thread on Warosu, likely dead by now

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Shy Kobold by Guoh

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Kobold Knight

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How to be a kobold

Zed the Kowbold @zed_owo · 8h Top 5 things to do while waiting for your dragon to give you attention: 5) yip 4) yap 3) scream 2) yip again 1) contemplate the existence of kobolds in general and really reflect on what it means to be a kobold 0.5) yaр again And now the dragon is ready to love you! 2730 87 ili

Zed the Kowbold @zed_owo · 8h Top 5 things to do while waiting for your dragon to give you attention: 5) yip 4) yap 3) scream 2) yip again 1) contemplate the existence of kobolds in general and really reflect on what it means to be a kobold 0.5) yaр again And now the dragon is ready to love you! 2730 87 ili

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What kind of degenerate...

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH COME SIR, YEAH YEAH YEAH PARTAKE FOR WINE PURCHASE AND MEET THE GIRLS. G-GIRLS. YES. OF COURSE КОВOLDS. WHAT KIND OF DEGENERATE DOG WOULD LAY WITH A KOBOLD? normies furry irl

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH COME SIR, YEAH YEAH YEAH PARTAKE FOR WINE PURCHASE AND MEET THE GIRLS. G-GIRLS. YES. OF COURSE КОВOLDS. WHAT KIND OF DEGENERATE DOG WOULD LAY WITH A KOBOLD? normies furry irl

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D&D Kobolds (from Monster Manual)

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Pun Pun, destroyer of games

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Unknown OP, found it floating around in a quora thread.
https://www.quora.com/What-is-the-most-interesting-weird-dysfunctional-entertaining-D-D-character-that-you-can-think-of-or-have-played-All-editions-are-open

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Sword by WagaDraws

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Kobold Garden Gameplay

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Heart of Gold by Guoh

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Yip yap

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Tucker's Kobolds Pt. 2

"We still have to go out the way we came in," "AAAAAAGH!!" he cried, hands clasped over his face to shut out the tactical situation. "What, in these narrow corridors?" he yelled back. "You want I should burn us all up instead of them?" he said as he gloomily prepared to divide up the We abandoned most of our carried items and treasure. donkeys to speed our flight toward the elevators, but we were cut off by kobold snipers who could split-move and fire, ducking back behind stones and corners after launching steel-tipped bolts and arrows, javelins, hand axes, and more flaming oil bottles. We ran into an unexplored section of Level One, taking damage all the time. It was then we dis- covered that these kobolds had honeycombed the first level with small tunnels to speed their move- ments. Kobold commandos were everywhere. All of our hirelings died. Most of our henchmen followed. We were next. I recall we had a 12th-level magic-user with us, and we asked him to throw a spell or something. "Blast 'em!" we yelled as we ran. “Fireball 'em! Get those little @#+$%*&!" Our panicked flight suddenly took us to a dead- end corridor, where a giant airshaft dropped straight down into unspeakable darkness, far past Level Ten. Here we hastily pounded spikes into the floors and walls, flung ropes over the ledge, and climbed straight down into that unspeakable darkness, because anything we met down there was sure to be better than those kobolds. Tucker's kobolds were the worst things we could imagine. They ate all our donkeys and took our treasure and did everything they could to make us miserable, but they had style and brains and tenacity and courage. We respected them and loved them, sort of, because they were never boring. If kobolds could do this to a group of PCs from 6th to 12th level, picture what a few orcs and some low- level NPCS could do to a 12th-16th level group, or a gang of mid-level NPCS and monsters to groups of up to 20th level. Then give it a try. Sometimes, it's the little things-used well-that count. We escaped, met some huge flaming demons on Level Ten, and even managed to kill one after about an hour of combat and the lives of half the group. We felt pretty good-but the group leader could not be cheered up.

"We still have to go out the way we came in," "AAAAAAGH!!" he cried, hands clasped over his face to shut out the tactical situation. "What, in these narrow corridors?" he yelled back. "You want I should burn us all up instead of them?" he said as he gloomily prepared to divide up the We abandoned most of our carried items and treasure. donkeys to speed our flight toward the elevators, but we were cut off by kobold snipers who could split-move and fire, ducking back behind stones and corners after launching steel-tipped bolts and arrows, javelins, hand axes, and more flaming oil bottles. We ran into an unexplored section of Level One, taking damage all the time. It was then we dis- covered that these kobolds had honeycombed the first level with small tunnels to speed their move- ments. Kobold commandos were everywhere. All of our hirelings died. Most of our henchmen followed. We were next. I recall we had a 12th-level magic-user with us, and we asked him to throw a spell or something. "Blast 'em!" we yelled as we ran. “Fireball 'em! Get those little @#+$%*&!" Our panicked flight suddenly took us to a dead- end corridor, where a giant airshaft dropped straight down into unspeakable darkness, far past Level Ten. Here we hastily pounded spikes into the floors and walls, flung ropes over the ledge, and climbed straight down into that unspeakable darkness, because anything we met down there was sure to be better than those kobolds. Tucker's kobolds were the worst things we could imagine. They ate all our donkeys and took our treasure and did everything they could to make us miserable, but they had style and brains and tenacity and courage. We respected them and loved them, sort of, because they were never boring. If kobolds could do this to a group of PCs from 6th to 12th level, picture what a few orcs and some low- level NPCS could do to a 12th-16th level group, or a gang of mid-level NPCS and monsters to groups of up to 20th level. Then give it a try. Sometimes, it's the little things-used well-that count. We escaped, met some huge flaming demons on Level Ten, and even managed to kill one after about an hour of combat and the lives of half the group. We felt pretty good-but the group leader could not be cheered up.

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