*Feel free to post a tale or a writing prompt. "The Man in the Kobold Dwelling" As the Avatar approached the odd looking man, the smell of animals and rot filled his nostrils. The sun above was a fiery eye, its stare a blazing inferno causing copious beads of sweat to materialize and run down his face in a torrent. Each drip was instantly engulfed by dry earth. Thermal waves emanated from the metal buildings and fencing around him and all was still save for the melodic turning of the windmill powered generators and a crow at the far side of the compound that picked at a bloodied carcass. Even at this distance the Avatar could hear the crow feasting, it's beak pecking and tearing at exposed innards. Upon hearing the Avatar's approach the odd looking man held up a hand and beckoned him forward. Sskkk. tsssk.. hello friend..sssskkk," the man drawled. Bringing clenched fist to mouth, the Avatar cringed at the site of what stood before him. He now saw that the odd looking man was actually a kobold that had the likeness of a Human man draped across its face. The human visage appeared to be tied on with leather string, like a carnival mask. As the kobold began to speak, his tongue flicked wildly behind rows of jagged teeth. "Ah, I see you like my face...tsssk", he chortled. The kobold turned his head left and right allowing the Avatar to appreciate the entirety of his Human mask. As the Avatar slowly began to back away, laughter pulled his gaze near where the crow ripped at tattered flesh and vein. A trio of bodies lay sprawled on the hardened earth. One of the bodies was large and the other two were small. Two kobold younglings with clawed hands embraced gleefully danced around them, and upon their faces they wore masks of their own; with the likeness of human children.