Me kills you first!

Okay, okay. Me goes. No kill me.

Me don't go. Me stays.

Stoopa!

No kill! Only fish!

No steal. Bargain. Me wants to buy fish. Goes to house. Knocks on door. Elf lady no open. Me takes the fish. Me leaves a shiny pearl on the ground. She not see the shiny pearl?

You go.

Boskah...

Good place here. Me wants to stay. Why you say 'leave'?

Shoo-shoo?

No bother no one. Only fish.

Boskah, stoopa. Jeesh glub.

Uba doba?

Eek?

Doba koba mo boska.

Me tells you. Me not goes!

Me not hideous. Me kobold.

Jeesh chee hidda. Jeesh koba.

Me not hideous. Me kobold. And me not steals.

You means me?

Eekh? Doba?

That kobold? Eh, I've seen stranger things.

This about the kobold that lives by the river, correct? Well, if you truly wish to understand kobolds, a good first step would be to stop calling them 'hideous'.

You killed the kobold. What's wrong with you? It was good people.

Please, %PCName, there's no need to call the kobold that. We have an understanding now. I leave it some fish to find outside my shack and in return I receive more nice, shiny pearls.

You killed that kobold after all, didn't you? It's for the better. It would've attacked someone sooner or later.

I suppose living next to a lone fisher kobold, isn't that bad. There's plenty of fish in the river for us both.

You killed that kobold for me. For that, you have my thanks.

You made that kobold go away. For that, you have my thanks.

You actually spoke with that... that thing? What's this about a shiny pearl?

Hmmm, alright. Alright. You seem to be the expert on kobolds, after all. I'll leave it alone. But you'd better be right on this, %PCName. If that thing breaks into my shack and disembowels me, I will haunt you. That's a promise.

Good. Kill it, if you have to.

What does it matter? It's just a dumb animal and I want it gone!

Is the kobold gone yet?

You managed to make the kobold leave for good? That's great news. Thank you for helping me, %PCName. Such a clever deed shouldn't go unrewarded. Here. I want you to take this pearl I found lying on the ground just the other day. I reckon it's worth at least 100 drakes.

Ah, the great kobold slayer returns! Thank you for ridding me of that horrid thing, %PCName. Such a brave deed shouldn't go unrewarded. Here. I want you to take this pearl I found lying on the ground just the other day. I reckon it's worth at least 100 drakes.

You did tell me you'd help me, %PCClass.

If you can't understand what that thing is saying, why does it matter if it can talk? It's still a monster and I want it gone! Kill it if you have to! Hmmm... I have heard that Orcs can communicate with kobolds. There's one Orc I know who lives in Omaynis. His name is Ahakh gro-Bulg. Maybe he could help you to get your message across to that dumb animal.

I wish you'd reconsider.

Thank you, outlander. The kobold lives in the marshmerrows to the south. It's very near. Be careful.

If you can't understand what that creature animal saying, why does it matter if it can talk? It's still a monster and I want it gone! Maybe Ahakh gro-Bulg can help you understand it, maybe he can't. Kill the kobold, if you must. It's just a dumb animal.

Did you deal with that kobold?

The kobold lives in the marshmerrows to the south. It's very near. Be careful.

Really? That's excellent news! Thank you for ridding me of that horrid thing, %PCName. Such a brave deed shouldn't go unrewarded. Here. I want you to take this pearl I found lying on the ground just the other day. I reckon it's worth at least 100 drakes.

I've seen the creature lurking about a couple of times. I think it's one of those monsters known as kobolds. All fangs and shaggy fur and red eyes. I swear that one night I could hear it hissing and clawing on my door... trying to get in. And in the morning I found that it had eaten the fish I'd left out to dry. I'm scared, outlander. I want you to get rid of it.

I've seen the creature lurking about a couple of times. I think it's one of those monsters known as kobolds. All fangs and shaggy fur and red eyes. I swear that one night I could hear it hissing and clawing on my door... trying to get in. And in the morning I found that it had eaten the fish I'd left out to dry. I'm scared, outlander. I want you to get rid of it.