The damp, dimly lit space of your jail cell is broken by the sudden, piercing light from the torches outside your cell’s heavy door. One of the thuggish guards that kept watch over you appears again, and roughly tosses in a new cell mate. Slamming the door behind himself, the smaller cell mate quickly stands up, and looks at you with wide eyes.

The new guy seems to be a Kobold. A really bottom-heavy kobold, wearing just a loincloth and a chest wrapping. The kobold seems… familiar somehow.