Appearance

• You see before you a kobold with rusty red scales, oversized golden eyes, a pair of chipped horns, my battered studded leather armor is a bit too big, my scimitar is almost as tall as I am , and my grin shows a mouthful of tiny sharp teeth.

Back story

I was a small time burglar and lookout for a gang that dealt in stolen curiosities. During a job, we discovered a hell hound chained up as a guard beast. When the gang left it injured and hungry. I freed it partly to cause a distraction, but also because they couldn’t leave it there. The hound chose to follow me after we escaped.

Now we are partners i am quick and sneaky, while the hell hound is the intimidating muscle. I might still have the key or broken length of chain from the hound’s old collar

• I am quick, cunning and dangerous with a blade
• I learned that being underestimated is one of there best weapons