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Sam sighs, looking out of the window of the music store. It was cold and snowing, something sam often didn't like. She felt dead when it snowed, because it reminded her of bad memories, and even though the world seemed peaceful, in some parts of it wasn't. She drummed her fingers in an uneven beat on the counter to the music store's counter, and reached down behind the counter to pull out a hard pick. she picked up her guitar and began to play nervously. It was always a habit of hers when she was bored. She felt she needed more practice for, well, everything. There were a few kids in the back with the vocals instructior. They sounded like a choir back there, if humans could hear them from the point she was at. Being Nephilim certainly did have it's perks, but being experimented on while you were in your mother's own womb with powdered demon-blood just made it entirely worse. Sam absolutely loathed her father for this, and vouged that if she ever saw Nikolas again, she'd kill him.

Something was happening on the street, directly outside the shop. A pair of kobolds were fighting.

"ROWWWWARPARPARPARPYIP!!" jabbered the large alpha kobold at his younger kobold. He was dressed in painfully ragged and out-of-date clothing, while his inferior was wearing a motley assembly of scrap armor, more for decoration than protection, tailored to fit a kobold. While the alpha's fur was graying, the pup's was full and brown and lustrous. Despite this, the alpha kobold looked like he could easily clobber the younger of the pair.
"Yes, sir, god! Look, I--" the pup was interrupted.
"HARRRRRRYAPYAPAAAROWWWW!!" The alpha cut him off. "YAPYAPYAP!!"
"NO, I JUST DON'T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND BECAUSE I CHOOSE NOT TO!!"
"RRRRRRROWWW!!"
"YES, YES I AM STILL A VIRGIN!!"
"WOOF!"
"NO, I've... no, I've never had a girlfriend, what's your point?"
"ROWROWROWAAAHAHAHAHAAA!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP! NO I HAVEN'T EVEN HELD HANDS WITH A GIRL!"
"ARPARPARP!!"
"NO, I'M NOT GHRRNGING GAY!!"
"YAPYAPYAPYAPHARRRR!!"
"PROVE IT?! PROVE IT?! FINE!!" The younger kobold straightened up and took a deep breath.
And then...
Oh god.
He walked into the store, having to force it with both hands. Didn't stop it from slamming on his tail, which made him jump forward and yelp in alarm. Then he just, uh, walked forward like nothing happened there. He had, as the kobolds put it, swag.
"Hey. I'm looking for a certain set of lyric sheets and magical artifacts to help keep time. Like metronomes but they can put out multiple different drum notes. You have anything like that? I heard a wizard call 'em Thumpers. You, uh, you have any of those?"
The kobold kept a stony face, despite seeing the alpha kobold give him a thumbs up through the window out of the corner of his eye.

Sam cocked her head at the pup. "You're not from around here, are you? and if I were you, I'd hide before any humans see you..."She looked around. "I don't think we do...Why?"

"Well then you obviously need a thumping--GODDAMMIT HARRGAHG I TOLD YOU THAT WAS RETARDED!!" he screamed out the window. The alpha kobold ran away down the street, giggling incessantly. "Yeah. Uh, hi. I'm Grrgrr Rrrowwi. That was Harrgahg Wreehowr, our tribe's, uh... the biggest person in the tribe. And the oldest. He likes to send us out on random little games; we were back from grabbing some more weapons when he told me to come in here. So, now I'll need to go hide in here until nightfall so I can sneak back to my warren out in the lower city. It's a damn shame, but it's how kobolds have to live, you know?"

Sam began to giggle. "That was too adorable!" she said. "It's fine, really. I don't mind if you stay at my place. I was just about to go on break, so i'll take you there." she smiled, and promptly walked out of the store, expecting the pup to follow behind. "It's really not all too far from here."

Grrgrr apprehensively followed behind. "I am not adorable..." he said, pouting. "I am a dreaded pyromancer and master of the slams and jams. I have the blood of a dragon within me! Though... yeah... thanks for the comment...nobody's called me adorable before..." he mumbled. And it was true, the girl was alright. He supposed. She wasn't racist or an adventurer or anything. Better than most of the people back at the warren.

Grrgrr continued, "And thanks for letting me stay...at your place..."

Sam smiled. "Oh don't worry, i'm sure you'll have plenty of people szying your adorable." she grinned. "It's fine. I'm used to letting people stay. Oh,and by the way, I'm Sam..Err-, I'm a-- an experimented Nepilim, if you know what they are.."She chuckled nervously.

"Hi. Sam." Grrgrr said experimentally. "I think the word is pronounced Nephilim by the way. Like immortals, half-gods, right? In other words, better than kobolds. We may have the blood of the dragons in us, but have only inherited the bad: magic, a predilection for treasure, and ego."

Grrgrr kept an eye out. "You're armed, right? My pyromancy can wreck most level 1 adventurers looking for a little extra XP, but not if the guards get involved. I mean, come on: you're a Nephilim. What, you got some sort of secret super mode? God powers? Demon form? Wings? All of these? Spill the beans."

Sam laughed as he talked. "Yes, i'm armed. Nephilim always carry a stele, incase they need to do this." She stopped him, and turned to a wal and carved images--like a rune, into it. They glowed gold and silver; brightly illuminated. "Those runes right there do nothing other than light," she huffed. "Perfectly useless at most times." she shrugged. "Wings, yes. Powers, yes. You've gotta ask more detailed questions!"

"That's nothing!" Grrgrr said, looking at the runes. He concentrated as well, placing a palm on the wall and wiping across it, leaving a trail of purple letters in their wake. "Don't read them. Explosive runes, good for a Dine-n-Dash. Just sign your check with it and run like hell; it's about a five foot explosion, less powerful than a fireball but better at wrecking dumbasses."

He continued walking. "By powers I meant stuff like channelling undrainable pure energy, even though none of those words are actual things. You know, bullshit powers like that. Knew an adventurer who had power over darkness and cold, both of which are simply absences of light and heat, respectively. Being a wizard's hard in a world of bullshit like that, you know? Predicting five seconds into the future so you can't block or dodge or even hit them, seeing through enchantments so you can't make them read explosive runes, teleportation that requires no preparation, cooldown, or is otherwise capable of being used several times a minute!"

Grrgrr started stomping as he walked, devolving into a slew of Kobold curses, barks, growls, and yaps. "And the ARPRARPARPBARK!! HRRARRRWLLLLWWOWWOWOWOWOW!!!"

Sam looked at the pp bewilderdly as he stomped and cursed. "No, actual powers.."She said, and reached down to his shoulder. He could feel slight electricity, well, not slight, but it was a jolt enough to shock him. It stopped after a second or so, and she reached back and smiled. "I can do worse than the runes or that shock, kiddo."

"Yipe!" Grrgrr yelped, hopping away. "As can I! Here, can you hear this?"

He pointed his middle finger down.

"Do you need me to turn it up?"

Then, rotated it to point upwards.

"And I'm no kiddo. If anything I'm about as old as you, provided you don't have any of that 'really 700 years old' bullshit." Grrgrr conjured a small flame, tossing it between his hands. "That word. Bullshit. It's... very fitting for, like, a kobold's worldview in general, you know? But whatever; obviously it's of no consequence to you. The hell am I even running my mouth for? The hell am I so comfortable for? Is this another one of your tricks? Hmm?"

Sam giggled. "No, I'm twenty-nine. I'm about one of the youngest Nepilim yet.."She sighs, crossing her arms, and doesn't comment about the fingers. "Yes, you're a kiddo. compared to me, anyway." She snorts. "Whatever, and no, not another trick~

"There! Right there! You did it again!" Grrgrr said accusatorily, "That noise you made, before you talked! What was that?! You made it before you said 'No, I'm twenty-nine.' The hell is that noise?!"

Sam cocked her head. "Giggling. It means i find something amusing or adorable." she scoffed. "Yer, okay..."

"Oh..." Grrgrr thanked Gaknulak for giving the kobold race fur to hide blushes.

"Anyway!" he barked, turning away from her, "Which way to your house?! The streets are dangerous at night, full of bandits and, uh, actually other kobolds who probably would like to use this opportunity to take me out after a few incidents with explosive runes and muggings. Uh, not me mugging them, them mugging me, followed by me planting explosive runes on the coinage and running like hell."

A black wolf watched the two beings walk away.She wanted to see what they were up to but the black wolf just sat there in the shadows, no person should see her except for her red,glowing eyes.

Sam nodded her head side to side. "Whatever...I'd be able to protect you, I mena..I am like a level forty-something..."She shrugs. She notices the black wolf, but says nothing of it to freighten the Kobold. "It's actually right here," She stops in front of an apartment.

"Good." Grrgrr said as he opened the door. "How are you Epic Level anyway? Don't you need to like, kill liches and stuff? I mean, even if you were in 4E instead of 3.5 w--"

Grrgrr stopped. "Oh. You're not a follower of Gygax, are you? No civilians could possibly be level forty-something in a Gygaxian system. Who are you following instead? Blizzard? How do you assign your levels?"

"...Lord Raziel. and you go through stages in life, go through experience..."She shrugs. "It's not all too common here to be a level forty either. nd by the way, Lord Raziel is the archangel I follow.."