They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
Elves and goblins we shouldn't; humans and dwarves I don't know very much about, but what I do know says they're probably okay, at least if we can come up with an explanation for how you got there that doesn't involve kobolds.
They make more sense than elves, but they're even more aggressive and they keep slaves. They're not as hostile to kobolds as elves or humans or dwarves are, so if we need something specific from them I might be able to get it, but I don't think it'd work to try to talk to them longer than that.
Would be nice. One of the Speakers is a goblin - they've been living with us kobolds for almost two hundred fifty years, they're nice. They can probably help us figure out what we can do about that.
Mmhmm. Goblins and elves don't; humans and dwarves do. And all the animalfolk species, I think; tigerfolk do.
Slavery. Aging is strange to me but I wouldn't fix it more than any other kobold difference unless it bothered you.
She nods again, carefully. For me personally it doesn't seem like it'd matter - I can't go back anyway, after all. For kobolds in general, if there was a way to fix it for them... I don't know. It'd change things, definitely.
Yeah. If people just stopped aging past a certain point that wouldn't really look like a change, though, at least if the age they stopped at was old enough and it happened to everybody at the same time. They'd be confused but I suspect they'd adapt to it.
I have no idea. I'd want to talk to the Speakers about it - I'm going to try to come up with a way to let them come see me during the summer meetup anyway, I can ask them then if it looks like we might really do it.
He closes his eyes and stops deliberately controlling his heart rate, probably unwise to do that too often.
She cleans up their dishes without comment and heads out to hunt; a few hours later she brings a trio of giant beaver and some more fish to the Ñolofinwëan camp.
Pretty good. She snuggles up next to him. Maitimo's siblings haven't gotten much of anywhere on defending against mages, but they say I should tell them you have it anyway, I wasn't expecting that.
Maitimo's never going to tell you to keep important strategic information from his brothers, he needs them to trust him. And they can't possibly expect I'm going to go murder them all. They'll be upset but for political reasons, they won't do anything.