What’s more fun than eating babies? Ask a Kobold and he’ll say “Nothin!� King Torg (All hail King Torg, King of the Kobolds!) decided to throw a party, and if you can’t supply the babies, you’ll just have to take their place.
What’s more fun than eating babies? Ask a Kobold and he’ll say “Nothin!� King Torg (All hail King Torg, King of the Kobolds!) decided to throw a party, and if you can’t supply the babies, you’ll just have to take their place.
What’s more fun than eating babies? Ask a Kobold and he’ll say “Nothin!� King Torg (All hail King Torg, King of the Kobolds!) decided to throw a party, and if you can’t supply the babies, you’ll just have to take their place.
What’s more fun than eating babies? Ask a Kobold and he’ll say “Nothin!� King Torg (All hail King Torg, King of the Kobolds!) decided to throw a party, and if you can’t supply the babies, you’ll just have to take their place.
What’s more fun than eating babies? Ask a Kobold and he’ll say “Nothin!� King Torg (All hail King Torg, King of the Kobolds!) decided to throw a party, and if you can’t supply the babies, you’ll just have to take their place.
What’s more fun than eating babies? Ask a Kobold and he’ll say “Nothin!� King Torg (All hail King Torg, King of the Kobolds!) decided to throw a party, and if you can’t supply the babies, you’ll just have to take their place.
Your Coterie was at a Salon last night when you heard that at Elysium a neonate came running in through the back doors frantic and screaming at the top of his lungs that he had met the Blood God. He claimed that he had fox frenzied after coming face to face with it. The story goes that he then exploded in a showed of gore… will it come for you next?