<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a6/Neeral.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>Neeral</strong></span></span><br/>Female Kobold Rogue (Snare Setter)<br/>Lawful neutral<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Background</div><div class="spoiler_body">Neeral grew up in the warrens of the Flaming Descent tribe, a tribe of kobolds that served the red dragon Koraxatalan, and had done so for all of their recorded history. They lived in the tunnels and caverns behind Koraxatalan's lair, where they mined for gold and gems to add to the glory of their master's hoard.<br/><br/>The Flaming Descent tribe worshipped Koraxatalan, both figuratively and literally - he was the centre of the tribe's purpose, and the one to whom they offers their prayers every day. The eldest and most talented of the tribe were permitted to labour in their patron's presence, helping to hollow out his lair in the precise fashion he desired, and lay the traps that would ensnare would-be treasure hunters and dragon slayers who dared to broach the caverns. Neeral was apprenticed to the tribe's chief trapsmith, learning all about the mechanical and magical means by which the tunnels could be secured against intrusion. On some days, she had the honour of working in the lair itself, and Koraxatalan's size, strength, ferocity and beauty filled her heart with worship, admiration and lust. She wanted nothing more than to be the dragon's treasured servant, toiling in his presence all her life.<br/><br/>All of that changed on the day Koraxatalan was slain. A party of adventurers - humans, elves, orcs, other races she had never seen before - came to the lair, somehow surviving all of the traps her tribe had laid, and vanquished their patron and god. Neeral had been tinkering with a mechanism in one of the side tunnels, and had watched the entire fight from behind a cluster of rocks. The adventurers had killed Karaxatalan - not without some deaths among their own number - and butchered him for his heart and scales, while loading his hoard into wagons to take away.<br/><br/>What could Neeral do? How could she return to her tribe with the knowledge that their ancient master was dead? In the end, Koraxatalan was no god, merely another creature who could be killed. The foundation of her world was shattered, and nothing would ever be the same.<br/><br/>In the end, Neeral abandoned her tribe and struck out into the outside world, looking for a new purpose in life. Her skills as a trapsmith were in demand, and she soon made something of a name for herself, working as a mercenary or as a consultant for nobles wishing to secure their castles. She never found a home, though, nor a purpose, simply drifting from job to job as the winds took her.<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sexuality</div><div class="spoiler_body">Bisexual and submissive. Neeral did not have many sexual experiences prior to leaving her tribe, because her master was slain not long after she achieved adulthood. Koraxatalan sometimes used his magic to turn into a lizardman and force himself onto his kobold servants out of idle whim, and Neeral had been the target of this whim once. She considers this to have been the highlight of her sex life, submitting to her god and satisfying his carnal needs. Aside from this, Neeral always enjoyed a close intimacy with her tribemates, and rarely hesitated to share physical intimacy with them, male or female. She submitted to the breeding males that the tribe's elder trapsmith directed her to lie with, though she never produced any eggs. Since leaving the tribe, it has been difficult to find anyone interested in her body, even as willing and submissive as she is to experiment.<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">Neeral (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428855)<br/></div></div>