Many years ago… many, many years ago. Ghirhuk was a faithful servant of Vercinthorax. Mighty green dragon of the elder wood. All of Knife Tail served well. Ghirhuk was Talker though. Ghiruk made things work with Knife Tail and Spike Ear and even Not Kobolds.
One day, Ghirhuk found a small pink man thing walking through the Elder Wood. With help from Knife Tails, Ghirhuk takes him. His things, his food, his clothes. All belong to Ghirhuk now. Ghirhuk uses them better than other kobolds.
Ghirhuk spends much time talking to other kobolds, to ogres, even to soft pink man things. Ghirhuk sees many ways world works. Not just Vercinthorax’ way of seeing things. Vercinthorax doesn’t notice. Never notices kobold’s think. Our thinks are ours.
One day, Ghirhuk comes back to camp from talks with Spike Ear. Finds all Knife Tails dead or gone. Finds trail. Tracks. Finds gnolls. Kills gnolls. Is sad. Gnolls were beating up red, hot man-thing. With horns. Ghirhuk decides to let man-thing live. Man-thing tells other way.
Red-Hot tells Ghirhuk about debt. Red-Hot owes Ghirhuk. Ghirhuk follws Red-Hot until the debt is paid. Red-Hot goes to Island, gets a shiny thing. Is told to go kill gnolls.
Ghirhuk will help. Hates Gnolls.