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/* Dice & Dronten Backstory "Inch": */ smile ← Oudere versie Versie van 5 jun 2026 20:28 Regel 20: Regel 20: == /* Dice & Dronten Backstory "Inch" */ == == /* Dice & Dronten Backstory "Inch" */ == Voor je staat een halfhoge blauw geschubte Kobold Voor je staat een halfhoge blauw geschubte Kobold Met "Pointy ears", Horns and a Tail that are copper colored and have a rusty shine over them. But the main feature is the intimidating scar on his face alto there is still a grin on his mouth. Met "Pointy ears", Horns and a Tail that are copper colored and have a rusty shine over them. But the main feature is the intimidating scar on his face and neck but there is still a grin on his mouth. After years of working in a dwarven mine (in slavery). Wich is why I speak a few commands, orders and what came to my "pointy" ears when the prospectors, traders and safety officers said in dwarven. When they inspected the work in the mine shaft. My latest owner let me out of the tunnel air of my homelands volcano and let me work on a shipyard to sail the produce of the island out into the wide world, With the several scars of the whips one big one across my face/neck stands out (a keel beam broke free from the crane i'm still shivering at the cracking of wood) But since i'm faster with a pencil than with a hacksaw I was sold of as apprentice ships carpenter. Until we had a captain that was not that fond of lizards on board and left me at this fishing town on the bottom of the sea. After years of working in a dwarven mine (in slavery). Wich is why I speak a few commands, orders and what came to my "pointy" ears when the prospectors, traders and safety officers said in dwarven. When they inspected the work in the mine shaft. My latest owner let me out of the tunnel air of my homelands volcano and let me work on a shipyard to sail the produce of the island out into the wide world, With the several scars of the whips one big one across my face/neck stands out (a keel beam broke free from the crane i'm still shivering at the cracking of wood) But since i'm faster with a pencil than with a hacksaw I was sold of as apprentice ships carpenter. Until we had a captain that was not that fond of lizards on board and left me at this fishing town on the bottom of the sea.
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