The kobold stares at Heirmund for a few moments before replying. /~What information do you want? I do not speak your feces-ridden tongue, so you will have to--/~ It cuts off midsentence and sweeps a glare to include Kuma, Jair and Lehko--screeching in thickly-accented common, "Meepo high rank! Meepo important! Meepo Keeper of Dragons!" It runs its hands down its scaly body in what would be a loving caress from a human. "Meepo earn scars! You no take Meepo's scars! You respect Meepo! You respect Meepo!" It sweeps its hand to encompass the writing on the walls. "Here There Be Dragons! Here There Be Dragons!!!"
Then, of all things, it...bursts into tears. Great, gut-wrenching sobs, as it collapses to a kneeling position on the floor and covers its face.
Lehko glances over at the kobold, but finds himself interested in the firepit after all. It has recently been used for a very large fire--and there are many bits of charred kobold bones and armour recently burned, in the pit. As the kobold rants at him, he also picks up and cleans the ashes from a single small figurine made of skillfully carved jade. A dragon.