The Tinkerer's Scavenged Hoard

In the dim light of the kobold warren, the smell of grease and damp earth is thick. The kobold tinkerer was clearly the architect of this small enclave, evidenced by the pile of mechanical scraps and shiny baubles gathered in its corner. Among the remains of the warriors and their standard gear, a small wooden crate lined with moss holds the group's collective wealth, likely looted from the very dungeon corridors they once patrolled.