Mal Malenkirk
First Post
Brenron carefully observes what is going on and gives (not so subtle!) cue to his allies.
Insight (1d20+12=18)
Insight (1d20+12=18)
The kobold behind the door grunts, "Why you want in? This place for kobolds." The creature slams the panel shut in the door, but Brenron notices that the creature opens up a hidden second panel up a bit higher. The hidden is only open a crack. The kobold is probably waiting to see their reaction. He gives the HALF-ELF a squeeze on her elbow to let her know.
As Tamarand approaches the elf, she lets her skin darken and her hair goes pale as snow, perfectly matching a female drow in appearance. "What can I do for you dear?"
"Oh Brenron, I'm sooo disappointed." Shava bites a pouty lip. "Daddy, really was counting on us to find a bar that played good draconic music. Oh well, I guess we'll just have to give that inheritance money to someone else. You know. . . I heard there was a new Dragonborn club on the skyway. . .
The is a loud thud behind the door, and a muffled kobold curse, and the lower panel opens again. "Boss says come in, we like gold. Just two of you, no goliath. No big chairs."