Kobold Press  Trapsmith: Clinching Corpse Trap  “Master Kiro?”
Gavin’s voice echoed throughout the cavern that Master Kiro used
as his workshop. The kobold had invited him to see a new
creation, and although Gavin valued innovation, he dreaded the
journey. He always felt like an adventurer, just one step away
from disaster, whenever he entered Kiro’s workshop.  Gavin
carefully made his way into the cavern, and as he did so, he
spotted and avoided a few “go away” traps, which were vicious
traps meant to dissuade further entry. Inching his way forward,
Gavin circumvented a couple of what he labelled as being
“serious” traps, which were meant to stop further
entry—permanently. Cold sweat covered his body by now.  He must
have been distracted, because the kobold came at him from
nowhere. Its small body slammed into him, and its tiny talons
raked into him, grabbing hold. Gavin tried to break free, but
the kobold held fast. The kobold was heaving yellowish bits upon
him in great convulsions. Disease! The kobold mu