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The 9th day of Pharast, 4710 AR

The last frost of winter was several weeks ago, and spring is now fully in evidence in the rolling hills of the Kamelands, though in the area between the Shrike and Thorn rivers, war is in far more evidence than spring.

The entrance to the mine the Sootscale Tribe lives in has been trapped extensively, with pit traps, alcoves, even an iron gate to ward off the evil mites to the northwest, who cannot bear the touch of cold iron. Beyond the mine, pit traps, snares, and nets have been set up in countless locations around the area, all in hopes of killing or capturing mites before they can reach the Sootscale Caverns.

Inside the ancient tunnels of the mine, things are quite grim. Tartuk is in a foul mood, refusing to come out of his quarters, even to deliver sermons in the temple, ever since the mites managed to invade the mine and steal away with the statue of Old Sharptooth from the very altar it had been placed upon. Chief Sootscale has grown despondent, certain that the whole tribe is cursed and constantly checking himself and others for signs of yellowing scales.

Today, the last of the work has finally been completed on the pit traps protecting the mine against further intrusions of mites, and yet still no word has been heard of the war party sent to recapture Old Sharptooth's statue. Donning his ceremonial headdress and the club made of carved bone which he uses as a sceptre, Chief Sootscale summons the whole tribe to gather in the temple, excusing only Shaman Tartuk, the few kobolds still patrolling the countryside, and Nakpik, who has drawn watchout duty for the day.

"Sootscales! The curse of Old Sharptooth weighs heavy on us all, and too long has passed since last we heard of brave Ipmula Onyxtail, Mikmek, Neelik, and Ozmada. Already I fear our scales may be slowly turning to yellow, and death shall surely follow. Step forward, Draazhin, Krik, Sezzen, Skoll, Werpfoil, Yresk."

He gestures with his bone club the space to his left, then waits for the indicated members of the tribe to gather there, a full third of the kobolds gathered together for the meeting.


This will be the off-topic and out-of-game discussion for the We Are Kobolds! campaign.

Go ahead and get fully acquainted, as your characters will all know each other already, either having grown up together or having joined the tribe from outside.


You are a kobold of the Sootscale Tribe, living in an old silver mine under a hill, long ago abandoned by the humans who once lived in the area. Named for the current chief, the tribe is aptly named all the same, consisting mostly of black-scaled kobolds, though a few other colours can be found, most notably the purple-scaled Tartuk, the tribe's shaman.

Things are not going well for the Sootscale Tribe, and have been going poorly for quite some time. Shaman Tartuk has done his best to ward off the curses that will surely befall the tribe if Old Sharptooth is not appeased, but even sacrificing bad kobolds who are too weak and cowardly for the tribe has not been enough. The war against the blue-skinned mites to the northwest has gone poorly, and now, of all the calamities that could befall the Sootscales, the statue of Old Sootscale has been carried off. Tartuk is certain that Old Sharptooth has only restrained his wrath to give the Sootscales a chance to redeem themselves by retrieving the statue, but unfortunately, nothing has been heard of the first war party to venture to the old sycamore tree the mites live under. Now, Chief Sootscale has no choice but to send out yet another war party, though there are fewer than two dozen Sootscales left, and none save Chief Sootscale himself are seasoned warriors. You are one of the handful of kobolds Chief Sootscale has chosen for this last attempt to retrieve the stolen idol, before Old Sharptooth's wrath descends upon the tribe, dooming you all.

This is a heavily modified version of the Kingmaker AP.

In this Adventure Path, a small group of kobolds will set out to rescue the statue of their winged ancestor, Old Sharptooth. Will you succeed? Will you lead the Sootscale Tribe into a new era of prosperity, conquering the Greenbelt as proof of the superiority of your draconic heritage?

Character Creation Rules
Level: First
Ability Scores: 25 point buy
Races: Kobold only, all alternative racial traits listed in the Advanced Race Guide
Classes: Any except Gunslinger, Ninja and Samurai, but Paladins and Anti-Paladins will need to have exceedingly good backgrounds to justify inclusion. Maximum of one archetype applied.
Feats: All feats printed in core books are allowed. (If there's a hardcover edition, it's allowed)
Traits: Pick two. Traits which alter your starting gold (ie, Wealthy Parents) are restricted. (The Sootscale Tribe is not wealthy enough to provide additional wealth to any of its members.)
Alignment: Any, but note that Old Sharptooth has had a particular hunger for the sacrifice of kobolds speaking out against the cruelties of the sacrifices or who would counsel suing for peace with the mites. Also, kobolds have a tendency towards lawful evil, so most are within two steps.
HP: Max HP at first level, average after 1st.