May 2, 2025
K.K. Trench Reviews: The Beheading Festival
We (a regular surface human like everyone, not three kobolds from deep below the earth hiding in a trenchcoat) were exploring the city once more. Klik could smell popcorn and steamed canines – but not from the place of moviegoing. We followed his nose to a “park” – a hostile surface zone, full of trees and grass and plants. While we were very much disgusted by it all, the scent of popcorn wafting…