Kobold Livestock Knights (Fresh ⚡)

"Sires," hissed Skree, a squire-knight running alongside the flanks. "Movement. Dust cloud to the west. Two lances distance."

Tibault squinted his amber eyes. The dust cloud was moving fast. Too fast for a wandering merchant. Too tight for a wild stampede. kobold livestock knights

Tibault scanned the herd. "Casualty report!" "Sires," hissed Skree, a squire-knight running alongside the

"Second wave on the left!" Rikkit shouted. " hissed Skree

The sun beat down on the scrublands, warming the scales of the herd. They were a motley collection of domesticated creatures—shaggy aurochs with horns the size of saplings, flightless, feathered 'hopping-drakes' that carried saddlebags of grain, and the irritable, woolly cave-sheep that produced the finest grease for lamp-oil.