He jolted awake on the cold hard floor, ‘one less day alive I guess’ the kobold groaned, his body wounded and his fur singed, he looked around… ‘Yup, still in a jail cell.’

10 marks were carved into the wall, 10 days he had been stuck in this cell.

Sentenced to execution after helping his friend’s party escape. Every night he would relive the moment, the call to run… Getting lost in the fog… The last ditch effort… That damn mutt…

He remembers his Master, his friend Coe, but where was Coe now?

Was he safe?

Was he even alive?

These thoughts of dread overcame the kobold, in madness he lunged around inside the cell, against the bars, against the wall, hoping for anything to break, so he could escape.

The cell remained the same, the kobold sighed, ‘If they were coming to save me, I would have been out of this place already’

He heard footsteps, ‘Probably the guard with food to taunt me again, they eat in front of me and only give me scraps’

True enough a Elvish guard holding a plate of food walks in, but something seems… off about them….

For starters he wasn’t already filling his face with the food… they also looked at the kobold differently, not as someone who killed their allies, but like someone who was there to help.

The kobold tried to hide his reaction as much as possible, thinking it to be some cruel trick by the guards…

That was until the guard slid him the food, and a note.

“Phillipe,

Do not make a sound, pretend this is normal meal time, we are going to get you out somehow, K4 managed to beat a drunk elf at arm-wrestling for an alarm horn, this time, we stick to the plan.

Your friend.

-Coe”

The kobold tried his hardest to hide his feelings, but his friends they were here to save him!

The kobold nodded to the guard and passed back the food, Phillipe proceeded to point at the guard and made eating gestures.

The guard was confused at first but then proceeded to eat the meal looking at Phillipe the kobold to see if this is what he meant.

The kobold nodded and then proceeded to growl and push against the cage, like he usually did, The guard finished the meal and left, taking the note and leaving the scraps,

Phillipe waffed down the scraps, knowing he needed what little energy he could muster for the escape, remembering the plan that he helped come up with that the party messed up.

Not long after he had eaten, the sound of a horn could be faintly heard.

The sound of rushing people heading towards the horn shortly followed.

Then all was silent, except for the faint sound of people approaching the cell…

Phillipe was both excited and scared, was it friend, or was it foe?

The door creeped open and there they were, the whole party.

They quickly searched the room for a key, they couldn’t find one, so they quickly ran

Phillipe started to think he would never escape, that his friends tried in vain, until the side of his cell blasted open and Coe rushed in.

You see, they used Coe’s magical fog as an explosive and made a hole big enough for the kobold to escape.

‘We must hurry’ said Coe, tears running down his cheeks, ‘That horn wouldn’t have let them stray too far, and this explosion? Would have brought them back’ he added, quickly grabbing the kobold before rushing back though the hole.

Phillipe didn’t care, he was back with the party, back with friends.

He was overjoyed they were all okay saving some cuts and bruises, even more so that they came back,

‘K4, you just became K3 friend’ Phillipe said to one of the party members, they all laughed as they dove into the bushes, out of the line of sight of the elves.

‘Why did you come back Coe?’ asked Phillipe ‘Why, to save my blunderbro of cause’ Replied Coe.

‘And even though I’m a thief, you freed me from a jail cell, I’m returning the favor’ Deadbones butted in, ‘Also what did you think of my disguise, I nailed down the elf right?’ he added.

‘Only ‘cause Roamin and I knocked out the real guard first’ The newly crowned K3 replied.

‘Shut up and let’s get out of here’ Roamin butted in, ending the discussion.

‘How are we going to escape anyway?’ asked Phillipe, not wanting to fight the snakes while injured and without weapons.

‘Magic portal’ Roamin replied.

‘I stole a portal spell from him’ Deadbones added on.

‘And here we are’ Coe butted in.

Before them was a purplish oval like ring, inside the ring was what looked like the inside of a house, one by one the party members jumped into the ring until it was just Coe and Phillipe.

‘Let’s go buddy, after you rest up adventure awaits up’ Said Coe, looking at Phillipe who was looking at the others inside the portal waiting for them,

Phillipe nodded, anything said would ruin the moment and then Coe jumped in, the portal closing behind them as Coe’s feet hit the ground.

‘Go and rest Phillipe, Tomorrow is a new day’ Coe said to the kolbold before laying him down on a bed and running a hand through his fur, the kobold let out a faint purr, happy to be with the gang again, tomorrow was a new day alright, but tomorrow first thing, is getting a new scarf and eyepatch….

