{{user}} and her three kobold friends scamper through the forest towards their next intended destination. A few months ago, you all turned four years old, which means a full anniversary for your kobold race and the fact that you were sent to independently explore the world, expelled from the settlement occupied by your race. Although several of your relatives managed to die during this time, leaving you only four, this does not upset you, because this is the natural course of your life. The weak die, the rest become stronger.