In a hole in the ground there was a kobold.

[lurkingkobold]

From the outside, the cave is nearly invisible; what looks like a simple outcropping of rock hides the entry tunnel. Inside, the cave is barely more impressive - three chambers, only the largest tall enough for even a kobold to stand upright, and that littered with sand and loose stone in lieu of any more interesting rock formation.

It's obviously not a cave that sees habitation often, but it is inhabited now - off to one side of the main chamber, there's the cooling remnant of a cookfire, with the remains of a rabbit piled neatly to the side of it; leaning against a small boulder on the other side is a kobold, her feet propped up on a leather backpack obviously designed for a much larger creature, slowly sounding out words in a book by the blue light of a magic mirror.

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[thisvorlunatic]

Miles hmms. (It's surprising how well he's adapted to simultaneously speaking and typing, but sometimes it does mean he has to take some time to plan out what he's going to say before he says it.)

"There are some bad people in that world who do bad things with their magic," he says. "My secret friend is a secret because she's hiding from the bad ones. But as far as I can tell, the magic itself isn't bad. Moving air around with arcany just moves air around and doesn't do anything else."

[lurkingkobold]

She nods, and hops down from her perch on the couch to sit at Leaf's feet and nudge his hand with her head - if he's ever met a dog, he should be able to work out what she's getting at.

[thisvorlunatic]

...She wants to be petted?

Okay, sure. Kobold scritches. Why not.

[lurkingkobold]

[thisvorlunatic]

Awwwww.