"You must be wondering why I gathered you all here", the tribe remained motionless, waiting for a trigger either by the Players attacking or by his command.

"Actually" one of the Kobolds answered, "yes" the Spellbound Kobold stepped forward, "I have been wondering about that for quite some time".

"Who are you?" Miner Slave asked with obvious puzzlement, "I don't remember you from when I built the Warren".

The Spellbound Kobold shook his head, "My name is Allen and when I woke up in this new world I recieved a 'System Notice' that one of my guild members has established a guildhouse so I decided to come check it out", swallowing after the mouthfull he licked his lips with a forked tongue.

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"My name is Allen too", Miner Slave replied, "and I didn't mean to build a guildhouse", he shook his head, "it was just here when I woke up and these Players were chasing me", thinking about what the Spellbound Kobold said "WAIT A MINUTE", but they didn't seem to have a minute as the other Players took their conversation as que to act.

The two obvious spell casters put a shield around the group, enclosing them to the corner with the Kobold workers, and the fighters and rogue threatened the bait team with their weapons, "Just let us out and we won't bother your guild again", the female elf fighter said, "or we will kill these Kobolds before you kill us and as many of you as we can"