THE KOBOLD FEAST - Starring Nish and Kobby.
(A special Kobold Diary entry compiled by Sylnorella!)

[Kobold Lair, underground chamber]
This place is nothing but a small circular closet underground. Dirt is the floor instead of wood, and a dirty cot sits in the corner. A make-shift door made from an old, rotted plank.
Obvious exits: None.

>yawn
You stretch your grubby paws to the sky and make an unsettling moan.

A sharp knocking eminates from the door.

A sharp knocking eminates from the door.

>yell All right, I'm getting up!
You belt out, "Blargh! I'se guttin' up!"

>Stand
You climb off the cot and stand up.

>Unlock door
Fumbling around with the key while saying "blargh" all the while, you manage to unlock the door.

>Open door
The door creaks as you open it.

A pumpkin-headed kobold walks through the door.

>'Kobby! I'm so happy to see you, love!
You say, "Kobby! I'se so hap'y to see you, lub!"

A pumpkin-headed kobold grins, showing a small ammount of yellow teeth.

Pumpkin-headed kobold says, "Oomph! I'm soooo sawwry I'se late. Nassy hoomans 'tacked me."

Pumpkin-headed kobold says, "You sures luk purdy tonight, Nish."

>blush
You try to blush, but your fur makes the attempt futile.

>shuffle

You scuff your feet, raising a cloud of dirt around you.

>'Should we go to the feast now?
You say, "Blargh! We're goona miss th' feast if we dun go now!"

A pumpkin-headed kobold clasps your paw tenderly.

A pumpkin-headed kobold's group just went through a makeshift door.

[Kobold Lair, Hall]
This hallway is narrow, dank, and smelly. Perfect for a kobold. The dirt floor path leads off in a northern direction where a small speck of light filters from.
Also here: A pumpkin-headed kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a ugly kobold, a stinky kobold, a putrid kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a kobold mama, and a kobold toddler.
Obvious exits: North.

Kobold toddler says, "Mooma, mooma! I stubbed my paw!"

A kobold mama slaps a kobold toddler!

Kobold Mama says, "Young kobelds shuld be seen and nawt 'eard!"

A kobold toddler bursts into tears!

A kobold toddler sits down.

>Scold mama
You shake your head at the kobold mama, causes numerous fleas to fall off your head and say, "Blargh, blargh, blargh.".

A kobold's group just went north.

>'Let's go, Kobby. I'm hungry!
You say, "Les go, Kobby! I'se hunngy!"

A pumpkin-headed kobold nods.

A pumpkin-headed kobold's group just went north.

[Kobold Lair, Banquet Room]
Rotted tables are set up neatly, and broken chairs are scooted in primly. Rusted carts are being pushes around by kobolds in ragged coats, asking the closest kobolds to them if they want anything off the cart. A open door leads into another room where the sounds of badly-tuned instruments can be heard.
Also here: A pumpkin-headed kobold a kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a ugly kobold, a kobold, a squinting kobold, a kobold, a smirking kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a kobold, a kobold mayor, a kobold, a flowery kobold, a young kobold wayfarer, and a kobold.
Obvious exits: Out.

>Look pumpkin kobold
You see Kobby Kersquintin the Poet.
He appears to be a kobold of the Kobold Village.
He appears to be young and average height.
He has round black eyes, and dark dirty fur. He has a orange face, a pointed nose, and up-right pointed ears. He has a ridiculously large, oval pumpkin-shaped head.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a ragged green burlap shirt, a pair of torn green trousers, and some curly-toed green boots.

>Inventory
You are wearing a frumpy crimson dress and a pair of rough crimson sandals.

>look on cart
On a rusted cart you see a wormy apple, a maggot-infested piece of colorful cake, and a cup of suspicious-looking blue liquid.

>'Ooooh, Kobby, look at the food!
You say, "Ewooo, Kobby, lukit the food!"

>take apple
You take a wormy apple from a rusted cart. You'll eat anything, won't you?

>'Oooh, I always wanted to try one of these!
You say, "Ooh, I always wanted one of dese!"

A kobold mayor says, "Kobby! Nice to see you! I'm glad you didn't miss your own feast!"

>Exhale
You make a rasping sound that ends up in you coughing out a hairball.

>tone soft
Your tone is now soft.

>'Oooh, you know the MAYOR Kobby!"
You softly say, "Blargh, you know the mayor, Kobby!"

A pumpkin-headed kobold smiles toothily at a kobold mayor.

The Kobold Lair Town Crier rushes in for a moment and says, "Kobby Kersquintin is going to be honored for his saving the Kobold Mines in a minute (use DIR Feast for directions how to get there)", then rushes back out.

A kobold mayor says, "They should start ariving now."

A pumpkin-headed kobold nods, his head almost bearing him to the ground as he does so.

>Giggle
You make a grotesque hiccuping sound while trying to giggle.

A kobold's group just arrived.

A kobold's group just arrived.

A kobold's group just arrived.

A kobold's group just arrived.

A kobold just arrived.

A kobold baron just arrived.

A kobold mayor slaps his paw against a baron kobold's paw in a feeble attempt to shake hands.

>Eat my apple.
You take a bite from your wormy apple and end up biting your cheek!

>Flail
You thrash your arms through the air like a startled troll!

A pumpkin-headed kobold rests his hand on your arm.

A pumpkin-headed kobold whispers, "Nish, blargh, deys 'bout to 'nounce my treeumphant battul!"

A kobold mayor recites:

    "Ladies and gentle-kobolds.
     We come taday to honor Kobby Kersquintin for his valiant efforts
     against the goblin attacks on the mines. Look on this pumpkin-headed
     kobold in aww, because the mines would be crumbled without him!"

A kobold scratches himself under the arm.

A kobold glances at a pumpkin-headed kobold.

A kobold mayor glances at a kobold baron.

A kobold baron nods.

A kobold baron recites:

    "Kobby, yah saved my mines so's, we'se gunna make yeh a lord!"
     A kobold baron taps a pumpkin-headed kobold's right shoulder with his short sword."

A kobold mayor taps a pumpkin-headed kobold's left shoulder with his short sword.

A kobold mayor says, "Luks around, Kobby, at others."

A kobold baron says, "And then look at yourself. You nawt 'Kobby' naw mer."

A pumpkin-headed kobold gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

>Look pumpkin kobold
You see Lord Kobby Kersquintin the Poet.
He appears to be a kobold of the Kobold Village.
He appears to be young and average height.
He has round black eyes, and dark dirty fur. He has a orange face, a pointed nose, and up-right pointed ears. He has a ridiculously large, oval pumpkin-shaped head.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a ragged green burlap shirt, a pair of torn green trousers, and some curly-toed green boots.

A kobold applauds, her nails clicking horribly against each other.

A kobold applauds, his nails clicking horribly against each other.

A kobold applauds, her nails clicking horribly against each other.

A kobold applauds, his nails clicking horribly against each other.

A kobold in a ragged coat wheels a large cart into the center of the floor.

>Look on cart
On a large cart you see a huge, orange-iced pumpkin shaped cake.

>Dance pumpkin kobold fast.

You make an attempt to dance a spritely jigg with a pumpkin-headed kobold.
You made an excellent attempt, d100(open) = 201!
You whisk a pumpkin-headed kobold off and begin dancing a lively goat-dance, with no mistakes!

A kobold tries to dance with a flowery kobold!
A miserable attempt! He just ended up knocking a flowery kobold to the ground!

THE END (or is it...?)