“I thought so too.”

“I used this axe to do it.” Says the female kobold as she thumps her battleaxe onto the bar.

"How many weapons do you have?"

Arnold looks at the big Kobold with a skull mask and frowns, "What is the point of having lots of weapons if you can have one piece of equipment that works really well?"

“Well, I have that axe,” says the female kobold pointing towards the axe on the bar “this one,” she says putting a smaller handaxe down next to the first “this here knife” she says as she places a dagger down next to the axes “those four javelins,” she indicates the javelins over her shoulder “and this li’l pigsticker here” she says as she pulls a small knife from a pouch on her belt. “This little guy has come in handy more times’n I can count.” She puts away the small knife, sips her beer, and then proceeds to put away the rest of her weapons. “It’s good to be prepared.”

"all I have is a short sword, and it's only for emergencies:"

The female Kobold turns to the stranger at the bar and says “it’s a toolbox, different tools for different jobs.”

"hmm..." he says, thinking deeply.

“My name’s Kreebab Hork. What are your names?”

"I'm Arnold, a ranger famed throughout all of the Forgotten Realms," Arnold takes his top-hat off again and bows with a little chuckle, "I carry my bow, Bob, it's never missed a shot. Other than that, all I have is a small knife in my pocket. I find that carrying loads and loads of equipment slows me down, and I've done quite well - killed dragons even - with just my bow and knife."

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The female Kobold turns to the stranger at the bar and says “it’s a toolbox, different tools for different jobs.”

 "That's not a toolbox, this is a toolbox" Galax proceeds to take out a large toolbox filled with gears, daggers, and other tools "also functions as a bag of holding"

 
”Nice thingamawhatsits. Kreebab.” She repeats her name as she extends her hand. “And you are?”

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"I'm Arnold, a ranger famed throughout all of the Forgotten Realms," Arnold takes his top-hat off again and bows with a little chuckle, "I carry my bow, Bob, it's never missed a shot. Other than that, all I have is a small knife in my pocket. I find that carrying loads and loads of equipment slows me down, and I've done quite well - killed dragons even - with just my bow and knife."

 
“Arnold hunh? Strange name for a kobold. So you’ve killed a dragon? How big was it?”

“BARKEEP!!” Bellows Kreebab before gulping down the rest of her beer and slamming the mug onto the bar. “Another round of drinks for me and my new friends here” she says, tossing another silver coin onto the bar.

The barkeep hands out more drinks. 

“Thank you. What’s your name?”

*Oh, otter is the bartender when I'm not on*

“Ahh. And your name?”

"Name's Rogeran"

“Well met all.”

A black female Kobold wearing the outfit below enters the tavern and says, “So this is where I can hide out. Quant.” She approaches the bar and asks for a plate of owlbear.

*This is not my art. Only take the outfit.*