ThreeAge and Gender:
Female, seventeen (which is roughly 25 in kobold-years.)Description:
Could be mistaken for a dragon, if you were very drunk, and very small. Three stands about that many feet tall, and is covered in smooth, gold-tan scales, with a pair of small pronglike horns. Has big expressive green eyes that reflect like a cat's. Despite assumptions, she's warm-blooded. Race:
Inquisitive, sarcastic, slight chip on shoulder, at least around mammals. Like to pit her wits against larger creatures, which is very nearly everything that isn't a kobold. Dislikes gnomes, spiders, and being set on fire (this is a legitimate worry for kobolds.) Likes alcohol, gold, cheap humor, and goblin-whacking. Secret crush: Rube Goldberg (in theory). Favorite movie quote: "Clever Girl... *YEEAAARRRGGGHHH!
Mining pick, if laser-cannon death rays powered by the tears of gnomes are not available. They're probably not. She can learn to make do.Magic:
No magic. But can get very creative with tinkering. Do not let the Kobold have magic. You've been warned.