You awaken from your slumber rising from a pile of dead grass and hay in an unfamiliar cavern, the warmth from the torches upon the wall was what beckoned you from sleeping in all day. You get this nagging feeling in the back of your mind that you need to prepare. But for what and why, is still a mystery, and thinking about it fills you with anticipation and yet a small headache.
Well lets take some baby steps here. You look yourself over, and realize your a Kobold. Nothing out of the ordinary in that department, so thats good. But your still alittle fuzzy on remembering your name.
What in the gods name was it again? You can't remember it with all this morning grump your sporting.