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Confident in how settled you are in their sheath, grey Fox Friend starts to head away from the group, with a destination in mind it seems.  The large room with its many storage lockers playing on your mind.  You only vaguely know of this place from your limited time here... or rather the kobold within you's time here.  But it contains a history.

The kobolds were not part of what went on at the surface, but Father was very interested in the hidden treasures that lay in the land above.  Especially those that related to humans and dragons - both the same in the eyes of Father and all that truly followed his guidance.  The ones that were here had left their hoard to be found.

Despite the destructive power of the cumpocalypse, much of the archives remained intact. The storybooks and chronicles of human conquest over the beasts that roamed the land  detailed in fantastic colourful images and compelling stories, stirring the hearts of the kobolds that would read them.  According to the chronicles, they won, and brought civilisation to the lands of beasts... before the seed came and claimed it all.  An event omitted from the books.

The next time I draw a full room it's gonna be very busy.

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