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AWW... WHAT AN ADORABLE LITTLE KOBOLD, PLAYING WIZARD WITH A TINY CAP AND ROBE! I DON'T GET TO SEE MANY TAME KOBOLDS AROUND HERE, YOU LITTLE SWEETIE! OHH...! YOU'RE SO CUTE!
AWW... WHAT AN ADORABLE LITTLE KOBOLD, PLAYING WIZARD WITH A TINY CAP AND ROBE! I DON'T GET TO SEE MANY TAME KOBOLDS AROUND HERE, YOU LITTLE SWEETIE! OHH...! YOU'RE SO CUTE!

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Ye Olde Kobolds

Ye Olde Kobolds
Ye Olde Kobolds

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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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Koboldstranding

I'm John Deathstranding SIHI
I'm John Deathstranding SIHI

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"We be taking Gallery now, it Kobold way!"

You can prance about with your dumptrack ass kobold GFs, but we all know the besterest Kobold is the KING of Kobolds. You can tell from how *THICC* he is that this is a man who means business. (Need I also mention that he is also a licensed master thief, runs an entire dungeon operation, and own an immortal dragon that he rides? What have the kobolds you gawk at accomplished? :V)
You can prance about with your dumptrack ass kobold GFs, but we all know the besterest Kobold is the KING of Kobolds. You can tell from how *THICC* he is that this is a man who means business. (Need I also mention that he is also a licensed master thief, runs an entire dungeon operation, and own an immortal dragon that he rides? What have the kobolds you gawk at accomplished? :V)

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pocketss' kobold workers

imagining a sort of semi-eusocial kobold kind
imagining a sort of semi-eusocial kobold kind

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pocketss' kobold soldiers

ONLY THE MOST RUTHLESS AND DEDICATED KOBOLDS ARE ALLOWED TO GROW TO MATURITY, BECOMING WARDENS THEY ARE THE COLONY'S BRUTAL ENFORCERS, ENSURING CONSTANT PRODUCTIVITY FROM ITS WORKERS. WARDENS ARE FIERCELY LOYAL TO THEIR KING. THOSE WHO ARE PARTICULARLY DEVOTED MAY BE PERMITTED TO VENTURE OUTSIDE THE CAVES TO HUNT OR SCAVENGE.
ONLY THE MOST RUTHLESS AND DEDICATED KOBOLDS ARE ALLOWED TO GROW TO MATURITY, BECOMING WARDENS THEY ARE THE COLONY'S BRUTAL ENFORCERS, ENSURING CONSTANT PRODUCTIVITY FROM ITS WORKERS. WARDENS ARE FIERCELY LOYAL TO THEIR KING. THOSE WHO ARE PARTICULARLY DEVOTED MAY BE PERMITTED TO VENTURE OUTSIDE THE CAVES TO HUNT OR SCAVENGE.

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Pocketss' Kobold King

Cool idea
Cool idea

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/K/obold

"When the adventurers come for me, I'm gonna go innacave." "if any get past the traps, I'll just shoot them with my trusty Nugget" Artist's Description: Well, I promised to draw more kobolds with guns, and I deliver. SAS kommando with a P228 w/ surpressor. I dont know if a surpressor can even be attatched to one, and if it cant, imagine it as a gun that can fit a surpressor. Hopefully there will be more to come. Compare it to the last kommando why dontcha: [link] Art and character is © Me
"When the adventurers come for me, I'm gonna go innacave." "if any get past the traps, I'll just shoot them with my trusty Nugget" Artist's Description: Well, I promised to draw more kobolds with guns, and I deliver. SAS kommando with a P228 w/ surpressor. I dont know if a surpressor can even be attatched to one, and if it cant, imagine it as a gun that can fit a surpressor. Hopefully there will be more to come. Compare it to the last kommando why dontcha: [link] Art and character is © Me

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Sapphire

Sapphire
Sapphire

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Kobolds as depicted in the Masters of the Universe Mini-Comics

SLAUE CIT PRINCE ADAM AND HIS COMPANION, CRINGER, ENJOY AN OUTING IN THE EVERGREEN FOREST WHEN ... CRINGER! LOOK! THOSE KOBOLDS HAVE A CAPTIVE. QUICK, WE MUST HÉLP HÉR! LET'S GET OUT OF HERE. IT'S NONE OF OUR BUSINESS! B. HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!! YELL, PRETTY ONE. NO ONE
SLAUE CIT PRINCE ADAM AND HIS COMPANION, CRINGER, ENJOY AN OUTING IN THE EVERGREEN FOREST WHEN ... CRINGER! LOOK! THOSE KOBOLDS HAVE A CAPTIVE. QUICK, WE MUST HÉLP HÉR! LET'S GET OUT OF HERE. IT'S NONE OF OUR BUSINESS! B. HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!! YELL, PRETTY ONE. NO ONE

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Pun Pun, destroyer of games

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
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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pocketss' kobolds

first of a series of kobold pictures. pocketss also did a (number of?) funny comic(s) with them. a slightly different take saw they weren't uploaded, and thought why not?
first of a series of kobold pictures. pocketss also did a (number of?) funny comic(s) with them. a slightly different take saw they weren't uploaded, and thought why not?

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Technologically Illiterate

Trout: "Look, kobolds don't know how computers is. They just get a tactile feedback from hitting the buttons that tickles their lizard brains."
Trout: "Look, kobolds don't know how computers is. They just get a tactile feedback from hitting the buttons that tickles their lizard brains."

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Kobold Garden fanart

Kobold Garden fanart
Kobold Garden fanart

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Tucker's Kobolds Pt. 1

Dragon 127 Tucker's Kobolds By Roger E. Moore This month's editorial is about Tucker's kobolds. We ever seen were often weaker than the characters who fought them. They were simply well-armed and intelligent beings who were played by the DM to be utterly ruthless and clever. Tucker's kobolds were like that. get letters on occasion asking for advice on creating high-level AD&D® game adventures, and Tucker's kobolds seem to fit the bill. Many high-level characters have little to do because they're not challenged. They yawn at tar- rasques and must be forcibly kept awake when a lich appears. The DMs involved don't know what to do, so they stop dealing with the problem and the characters go into Character Limbo. Getting to high level is hard, but doing anything once you get there is worse. Tucker ran an incredibly dangerous dungeon in the days I was stationed at Ft. Bragg, N.C. This dun- geon had corridors that changed all of your donkeys into huge flaming demons or dropped the whole party into acid baths, but the demons were wien- ies compared to kobolds were just regular kobolds, with 1-4 hp and all that, but they were mean. When I say they were mean, I mean they were bad, Jim. They gradu- ated magna c-- laude from the Sauron Institute for the Criminally Vicious. When I joined the gaming group, some of the PCs had already met Tucker's kobolds, and they were not eager to repeat the experience. The party leader went over the penciled map of the dungeon and tried to find ways to avoid the little critters, but it was not kobolds on Level One. Thes One of the key problems in adventure design lies in creating opponents who can challenge powerful characters. Singular monsters like tarrasques and liches are easy to gang up on; the party can concen- trate its firepower on the target until the target falls down dead and wiggles its little feet in the air. Designing monsters more powerful than a tar- rasque is self-defeating; if the group kills your super-monster, what will you do next-send in its mother? That didn't work on Beowulf, and it probably won't work here. possible. The group resigned itself to making a run for it through Level One to get to the elevators, where we could go down to Level Ten and fight "okay" monsters like huge flaming demons. It didn't work. The kobolds caught us about 60 feet into the dungeon and locked the door behind us and barred it. Then they set the corridor on fire, while we were still in it. Thus encouraged, our party scrambled down a side passage, only to be ambushed by more kobolds firing with light crossbows through murder holes in the walls and ceilings. Kobolds with metal armor and shields flung Molotov cocktails at us from the other sides of huge piles of flaming debris, which other kobolds pushed ahead of their formation using long metal poles like broomsticks. There was no mistake about it. These kobolds were bad. We turned to our group leader for advice. Worse yet, singular super-monsters rarely have to think. They just use their trusty, predictable claw/claw/bite. This shouldn't be the measure of a campaign. These games fall apart because there's no challenge to them, no mental stimulation-no danger. In all the games that I've seen, the worst, most horrible, most awful-beyond-comparison opponents "NOO0000!" screamed the party leader. "It's THEM! Run!!!"
Dragon 127 Tucker's Kobolds By Roger E. Moore This month's editorial is about Tucker's kobolds. We ever seen were often weaker than the characters who fought them. They were simply well-armed and intelligent beings who were played by the DM to be utterly ruthless and clever. Tucker's kobolds were like that. get letters on occasion asking for advice on creating high-level AD&D® game adventures, and Tucker's kobolds seem to fit the bill. Many high-level characters have little to do because they're not challenged. They yawn at tar- rasques and must be forcibly kept awake when a lich appears. The DMs involved don't know what to do, so they stop dealing with the problem and the characters go into Character Limbo. Getting to high level is hard, but doing anything once you get there is worse. Tucker ran an incredibly dangerous dungeon in the days I was stationed at Ft. Bragg, N.C. This dun- geon had corridors that changed all of your donkeys into huge flaming demons or dropped the whole party into acid baths, but the demons were wien- ies compared to kobolds were just regular kobolds, with 1-4 hp and all that, but they were mean. When I say they were mean, I mean they were bad, Jim. They gradu- ated magna c-- laude from the Sauron Institute for the Criminally Vicious. When I joined the gaming group, some of the PCs had already met Tucker's kobolds, and they were not eager to repeat the experience. The party leader went over the penciled map of the dungeon and tried to find ways to avoid the little critters, but it was not kobolds on Level One. Thes One of the key problems in adventure design lies in creating opponents who can challenge powerful characters. Singular monsters like tarrasques and liches are easy to gang up on; the party can concen- trate its firepower on the target until the target falls down dead and wiggles its little feet in the air. Designing monsters more powerful than a tar- rasque is self-defeating; if the group kills your super-monster, what will you do next-send in its mother? That didn't work on Beowulf, and it probably won't work here. possible. The group resigned itself to making a run for it through Level One to get to the elevators, where we could go down to Level Ten and fight "okay" monsters like huge flaming demons. It didn't work. The kobolds caught us about 60 feet into the dungeon and locked the door behind us and barred it. Then they set the corridor on fire, while we were still in it. Thus encouraged, our party scrambled down a side passage, only to be ambushed by more kobolds firing with light crossbows through murder holes in the walls and ceilings. Kobolds with metal armor and shields flung Molotov cocktails at us from the other sides of huge piles of flaming debris, which other kobolds pushed ahead of their formation using long metal poles like broomsticks. There was no mistake about it. These kobolds were bad. We turned to our group leader for advice. Worse yet, singular super-monsters rarely have to think. They just use their trusty, predictable claw/claw/bite. This shouldn't be the measure of a campaign. These games fall apart because there's no challenge to them, no mental stimulation-no danger. In all the games that I've seen, the worst, most horrible, most awful-beyond-comparison opponents "NOO0000!" screamed the party leader. "It's THEM! Run!!!"

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