Here it is finally, the other part of my idea. In Kobold society, there is a huge working class, some of which are dungeon merchants. After all, how else do you top off potions and stack up on spells in the middle of a run?
These blue collars scrape a living by putting themselves in terrible danger by showing up in random dungeons to offer their goods. Their only defence from their "customers" roughing them up is to call on the mercenaries for protection.
This guy in particular is looking a little rough. What's his story?
Hope he doesn't have a tear jerker and a little girl to provide for.
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