Noxtol - Dragonborn Ranger

Seeing the last remaining kobold drop his weapons to the ground in surrender, Noxtol sheathed his short sword, keeping his longsword in hand. At Melhved's question, he stepped forward to answer. "I believe I have the proper... tongue?"

The dragonborn approached the cowed kobold and hissed out a response to his pitiful plea. "You're in a poor position to make requests, but I might humor yours, provided you answer my questions. Starting with this; who is 'Irontooth'?"