"Looking for something?"

You hadn't meant to stare, but how could you not? Across the tavern is- you think- a kobold. His draconic face and height speak to him being a kobold, but his body- wider than he is tall, the kobold is packed with dense, bulging muscle, his arms thicker than a man's waist and chest like a shield wall. He grunts and yips at you again.

"Hey! Bolkar is talking to you." he curls and flexes his arms, biceps bulging, then smirks. "You like?"