>>5316507In the larger, more comfortable chair which you once sat in like a throne, king of this little place and judge of its denizens, there now sits another. Your eyes widen as you recognize what the kobolds meant by ‘magic-looking’. The young (you think?) male (no breasts, anyway, which you gather to be a typical dimorphic indicator of mammalian females?) wears ornate purple-and-gold robes, and atop his head dons a pointed cap, with a small feather in it. It clutches a book in one hand, and has a pack resting atop its lap. This human mage blinks and squints blearily at you—lacking darkvision, you must seem a black silhouette in near-darkness. It is the only thing which prevents an immediate alarm…
But you are not Armod. You do not even know who Armod is—if he is the horn-helmed man or the half-elf, though if the mage mistakes your size and horned silhouette for this companion, you suspect it is the former. You must act fast.
What do you do?
>Pretend to be Armod, and hold his attention until you can get close enough to kill>Shout for the kobolds to kill him, quickly, and focus your own attentions on executing the slumbering warrior closer to you>Draw your bow and take the shot>Kill them with fire! Set the building ablaze and bolt!>Write-in 