Spik Uncommon

Lord Oon's diary: Spik "... In the distance, through the city's clouds of smoke, I was able to make out a dimensional breach that was very pretty to behold. A small hairy creature entering the scrubland of Orfanwood, a little man with his weapon at the ready, who seemed lost. It was the first time I'd seen a "real" kobold; these childlike-looking creatures conjured up an irrepressible fear with their strange eyes and abrupt movements. But this one positively exuded bloodthirstiness. His gaze fell upon on the great Tree and when it crossed mine, I remained frozen to the spot in fear while he just sharpened his blade..."