[color="Blue"]Mot awakens the slumbering kobold from a distance.
It looks about in some confusion for a moment, bewildered by the strange change in circumstances. It is, perhaps, fortunate that the curling mist covers the bodies of its fallen kin...[/color]
(The referee rolls to determine whether Mot judged wisely in identifying the charmed individual; 1d6=6 so Mot's judgement was sound. The referee also rolls to determine whether the Kobold speaks common; 1d100=75, so it does not).
[color="Blue"]The kobold blinks at Mot, then replies (in the dogeral Kobold tongue[/color]) "Mees'ah thinks you shuld be'wares them killas!" indicating the rest of the company. "Per'apps wee'z can gets aways while theys not lookin?!" the scaly little fellow indicates the dark passage from which the kobolds emerged... "tha lair's this way," it urges, "tha big 'uns there will see 'em off!"
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch