Emmisaries from the lizardfolk clan Kernbaux

The Kernbaux clan is a powerful clan of lizardfolk, well known for their high numbers of shamans and the elven ruins they are rebuilding into a home for themselves, they had gotten the idea from Flamefang's own developing empire. All villages he had started were built on top of old ruins, as the foundations were stronger and made it less risky for the buildings and walls to sink beneath the mud. But they were still just villages, as the population of the kobolds were having a hard time building up with the PC raids attacking their villages.

Flamefang's conquest is still under development though as he wish to control all of the marshlands, intending to keep his people safe from danger by establishing a great empire for the Kobolds to live safely in. The ten villages have no names yet as there are no time for ceremonial names and the likes, thus the yare just called The First, The Second, The Third, The Fourth, The Fifth, The Sixth, The Seventh, The Eighth, the Ninth and the Tenth, until better names can be given, the main village is the first one established, thus The First Village.

But back to the emissaries, they were lizardfolks of the Kernbaux clan, also known as the Mystic Clan because of the strange ways. There were five in total, four males and one obvious female, lizardfolks were reptilians but the females developed mammary glads like a human, not many reptilian species did that, as the lizardfolks hatched their eggs in their wombs and thus gave birth to live hatch-lings that needs feeding. And the female caught ever kobold's eyes, she was a beauty, smooth dark turquoise scales covering her every curve, light turquoise scales lining down from her neck, over her bosom and down to her crotch, revealing her dark turquoise nipples. They were all dressed in simple loincloths with their tribal markings shown.

Her face was soft and smoothly curved, like a snake's, her beauty only marred by a deep gash over the left side of her head, sliding over her forehead, a pair of glittering gray eyes beneath her feminine eyelids.

"We are ambassadors, peace speakers if you want to call us that. We offer an alliance with you Warchief, for us of the Kernbaux feel that your vision of a land for our tribes to live in safely to be an admirable goal. I am Har'tak, Elder Shaman, these here are my apprentices, Hoork, Bruvk, Jazz and Runa, each one a capable shaman in their own ways." The warchief looked at the lizardfolks and thought about their offer for an alliance, Scorchscale could see the wheels turn in the warchief's head, it was a good offer but nobody grew up in these marshes without being cautious.

"Flamefang accept your offer, for now, until he knows you are honest in your goal for peace for all our fellow kinsmen. But if your tongue be a liar's Flamefang will have it cut off." The warchief then looked at the crowd, Scorchscale felt as if he focused on him for a little while, before he opened his jaws to speak to the villagers and warriors of his main village.