Introduction
This page showcases all of the character sheets created for Kobold Adventure.
A character sheet entails a drawing, a listing of stats and other various info,
and a small backstory written specifically for the character in question.
Which characters get such a depiction gets decided on a monthly basis by a patron-only Patreon poll.
Note that the information on this page may contain spoilers,
along with certain things you may not be able to find out through the game.
Below, you can find all sheets in reverse order of release (newest first).
Each character sheet has a safe for work, and a not safe for work version.
You can toggle between the two via the button next to the name of the sheet.
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The sheets
Seki
Seki is an old cuntboy owl,
one of the only friends the kobold has in the world.
He grew up in the eastern dragon kingdoms,
far away from Varanar and the hamlet where he resides nowadays.
Even when young, the avian was particularly desired by a group of dragons with peculiar tastes.
His exotic body was a dream come true for the decadent, deviant draconic patrons of brothels and bordellos.
The perfect blend between masculine and feminine features.
In his younger years, Seki was an escort without equal.
As his fame grew, the higher classes of dragon royalty became interested in the bird.
Slowly but steadily, he worked his way up through various noble houses,
until he found himself in the very palace of the dragon emperor.
There, he entertained the most powerful people in the world.
He served them food and drink, he relieved all manners of frustrations,
he helped ease negotiations,
and he mastered the exquisite craft of full-body massaging.
Life was good.
But the emperor was falling out of favor.
Indeed, his rule grew quite unjust over time.
In secret, the famous cuntboy-courtesan met with shadowy figures.
People who were equally dissatisfied with the way the empire was being governed.
One rebellious king in particular, saw potential in the avian.
He arranged for Seki to be trained in various arts of assassination.
In order to save the realm, the bird was to kill the emperor himself.
The avian lured his master into the bedroom.
During a massage, using a special grip he himself had uncovered during a rigorous night of hands-on practice,
he paralyzed the relaxing dragon.
Then, the owl sunk a concealed dagger straight into the emperor's wicked heart.
And thus, the most influential man in the world was no more.
At first, Seki was blamed for the assassination.
But, the king that had recruited and trained him was soon appointed the emperor's successor.
True to his word, the new ruler pardoned the killer owl.
The beaked cuntboy that was born a prostitute,
was appointed the title of Advisor to the Court.
Being granted access to the emperor's private library,
Seki soon grew exceedingly smart and wise,
becoming well-versed in the fields of alchemy, history and biology.
Under the new lord's rule, and with his guidance, the realm flourished.
It was nice, being served instead of being the person serving, for once.
But all too soon, the bird began to feel like something was missing.
The thrill and excitement from his glory days, culminating in assassination,
had left Seki with a permanent craving for adventure.
With the new emperor's blessing, he ventured out into the outside world, and set out to become an explorer.
The going was rough, at first.
Being a guest at the imperial court for so long, had caused the owl's street smarts to grow a little rusty.
With the near limitless funds of the empire at his disposal, money was never a problem.
Still, having to report to the royal quartermaster that his coinpouch was stolen was kind of embarrassing.
The first few times it happened, at least.
Once properly equipped, the bird left his hometown for the first time ever, setting off for the far corners of the world.
Seki reached places no man had ever been before.
He climbed the highest mountains,
he trudged through insidious swamps,
he braved lifeless deserts,
his torch lit up ancient caves, and he explored ruins of empires long forgotten.
That is not to say that the owl's adventures were without setbacks.
He got into fights with locals,
he was betrayed more than once by money-hungry assistants,
and he faced trials ranging from packs of wolves to indigenous tribesmen to feral dragons.
Still, despite these complications, the avian's exploits mostly ended in success.
After each adventure, the owl reported back to his lord,
with fascinating stories to tell, new alchemical recipes to record,
the location of long-lost places to mark on maps,
and a report of the customs of people in other nations.
Not everything was shared, however.
A few of the secrets that the bird had uncovered were for his ears alone.
Hidden truths that the world would be better off not knowing.
They would die along with him, or so he had hoped.
As the years flew by, Seki grew old.
His eyesight became worse, his reflexes slowed down,
and his feathers lost most of their colour.
When the avian found that his weary back could no longer carry the weight of his heavy bag of supplies,
he decided to retire from the world of adventuring for good.
After consorting with the dragon emperor one final time, the owl set off for the human capital of Varanar.
There, he met with a young kobold whelpling, begging on the streets.
A few coins here, a couple scraps of food there,
and some helpful words of wisdom and encouragement, all helped to befriend the tiny lizard.
After all, it's always useful for a foreign spy to have a sidekick.
An extra pair of hands, should things go south.
An influential mind, easily persuaded to do his bidding.
There was one last adventure in the old bird yet.
Once more, he would shape the fate of millions.
Seki is an old cuntboy owl,
one of the only friends the kobold has in the world.
He grew up in the eastern dragon kingdoms,
far away from Varanar and the hamlet where he resides nowadays.
Even when young, the avian was particularly desired by a group of dragons with peculiar tastes.
His exotic body was a dream come true for the decadent, deviant draconic patrons of brothels and bordellos.
The perfect blend between masculine and feminine features.
Needless to say, even before he came of age, Seki was a whore.
A good one, too.
None of his clients were left unsated by the end of the night.
His vigour, lust and the unique combination of a boy-like feathery body and a cunt between his legs,
made him an escort without equal.
Over the years, his fame as a prostitute and a catamite grew.
He slept with dukes and knights, clerics and soldiers, farmers and merchants.
Everyone who could afford his rising prices got a shot at the well-known cuntboy-for-hire.
Even a few female dragons requested his services,
to quell their desires for a same-sex encounter while still pretending to be straight.
Eventually, the higher classes of draconic royalty became interested in the bird.
Slowly but steadily, he worked his way up through fucking various noble houses,
until he found himself in the very palace of the dragon emperor.
There, he entertained the most powerful people in the world.
He served them food and drink, he relieved all manners of frustrations,
he helped ease negotiations,
and he mastered the exquisite craft of erotic, full-body massaging.
Life was good.
But the emperor was falling out of favor.
Indeed, his rule grew quite unjust over time.
Especially in the bedroom, the ruler of all dragons became a sick and twisted individual.
Seki was whipped, spanked, fisted and forced to accommodate his master's more divergent interests.
Massive orgies, feral beasts, gangbangs with more dicks than the owl had feathers,
bucketloads of cum he was forced to swallow or drown in.
Things were getting worse.
In secret, the famous cuntboy-courtesan met with shadowy figures.
People who were equally dissatisfied with the way the empire was being governed.
One rebellious king in particular, saw potential in the avian.
He arranged for Seki to be trained in various arts of assassination.
In order to save the realm, the bird was to kill the emperor himself.
The feathery whore lured his master into the bedroom.
During a massage, using a special grip he himself had uncovered during a rigorous night of hands-on practice,
he paralyzed the relaxing dragon.
Then, the owl sunk a concealed dagger straight into the emperor's wicked heart.
And thus, the most influential man in the world was no more.
At first, Seki was blamed for the assassination.
But, the king that had recruited and trained him was soon appointed the emperor's successor.
True to his word, the new ruler pardoned the killer owl.
The beaked cuntboy that was born a whore,
was appointed the title of Advisor to the Court.
Being granted access to the emperor's private library,
Seki soon grew exceedingly smart and wise,
becoming well-versed in the fields of alchemy, history and biology.
Under the new lord's rule, and with his guidance, the realm flourished.
It was nice, being served instead of being the person serving, for once.
But all too soon, the bird began to feel like something was missing.
The thrill and excitement from his glory days, culminating in assassination,
had left Seki with a permanent craving for adventure.
With the new emperor's blessing, he ventured out into the outside world, and set out to become an explorer.
The going was rough, at first.
Being a guest at the imperial court for so long, had caused the owl's street smarts to grow a little rusty.
With the near limitless funds of the empire at his disposal, money was never a problem.
Still, having to report to the royal quartermaster that his coinpouch was stolen was kind of embarrassing.
The first few times it happened, at least.
Once properly equipped, the bird left his hometown for the first time ever, setting off for the far corners of the world.
Seki reached places no man had ever been before.
He climbed the highest mountains,
he trudged through insidious swamps,
he braved lifeless deserts,
his torch lit up ancient caves, and he explored ruins of empires long forgotten.
That is not to say that the owl's adventures were without setbacks.
He got into fights with locals,
he had to pay off debts with his body when the gold in his purse ran out,
he was betrayed more than once by money-hungry assistants,
and he was raped a dozen orso times by everything from packs of wolves to indigenous tribesmen to feral dragons.
Nothing he wasn't used to, after his career as a courtesan.
Still, despite these complications, the avian's exploits mostly ended in success.
After each adventure, the owl reported back to his lord,
with fascinating stories to tell, new alchemical recipes to record,
the location of long-lost places to mark on maps,
and a report of the customs of people in other nations.
Not everything was shared, however.
A few of the secrets that the bird had uncovered were for his ears alone.
Hidden truths that the world would be better off not knowing.
They would die along with him, or so he had hoped.
As the years flew by, Seki grew old.
His eyesight became worse, his reflexes slowed down,
his feathers lost most of their colour, and he could no longer rely on his body to get him out of situations that his purse could not.
When the avian found that his weary back could no longer carry the weight of his heavy bag of supplies,
he decided to retire from the world of adventuring for good.
After consorting with the dragon emperor one final time, the owl set off for the human capital of Varanar.
There, he met with a young kobold whelpling, begging on the streets.
A few coins here, a couple scraps of food there,
and some helpful words of wisdom and encouragement, all helped to befriend the tiny lizard.
After all, it's always useful for a foreign spy to have a sidekick.
An extra pair of hands, should things go south.
An influential mind, easily persuaded to do his bidding.
There was one last adventure in the old bird yet.
Once more, he would shape the fate of millions.