Talk:Kobold/@comment-71.59.62.37-20150813214054

It's late at night and you're on your way home after spending the day with your buddies. Unfortunately, the sound of thunder and the first few drops of rain hitting your head tell you getting there dry is out of the question. By the time you're halfway there, it's begun to pour and you're starting to get soaked. However, that's when you hear something coming from the nearby alley, sounding like a mix between whimpering and crying. You're already drenched anyway so you go see what it is.

Curled up inside an old busted barrel is a Kobold, and it looks like she's been crying for a while. When she looks your way, however, you recognize her as the same one your skeezy next door neighbor had somehow gotten his mitts on less than a week ago. And she seems to recognize you as well.

What do you do?