> You are Anonymous...
> Warforged fighter...
> Survivor of countless battles...
> Vanquisher of unspeakable evils...
> And your adamantine ass is currently being dragged through the sewers by a group of Kobolds.
> KOBOLDS!
> If your face could reflect anything other than total impassivity, it would be twisted into a frown deep enough to reach the floor.
> You begin to wonder where you went wrong.
> "It'll be simple" Your companions had said.
> "Just a few Kobolds" They said.
> "How can we turn down that kind of pay" They said
> Greedy little bastard rogues, all of them.
 
> They where right to, it had been a pretty easy job right up until the damn Kobolds shaman pulled open a portal to the planes of Xoriat.
> Damn beholders poured into the sewers and wiped your party out.
> You'd feel worse about your entire party being dead if it wasn't there own greed that did them in.
> Your short internal reflection comes to an end as you notice that you have been dragged into a much larger, more open space.
> The Kobolds prop you up so that you are facing some kind of impromptu altar with a VERY familiar shaman standing behind it.
> From where you are now propped up you can see what must be at least sixty Kobolds gathered around the area.
> The Kobolds that dragged you in have gone to speak with the Shaman.
> At your distance you can't clearly piece together what they are saying but it sounds like your in for a world of hurt.
 
> The shaman begins to approach you, a wicked grin on its face.
> "So" it says "You, tin-can that beat it's way into Kobold sewers"
> "You think you, just come in and smash our home? Well me say NO!"
> The Shaman proceeds to kick you in the thigh only succeeding in creating a loud ringing noise and causing itself pain.
> You find your desire to scowl quickly replaced by the desire to laugh.
> The Kobold growls at you "You pay for that!"
> It motions for a group of Kobolds nearby.
> "You" it barks at them "Bring him to altar!"
> You are promptly roped and dragged up to the altar where you are unceremoniously picked up and dropped on top of it.
> You'd be more concerned if you didn't know that you where just going to wind up back in an inn on the water with a spirit binder.
> Pay your bills, grab a healing tonic, run back to the sewers, beat this damn Shaman into a paste, accept payment for another job well done.
 
> The damn Kobolds been making some speech about punishment, blah blah blah.
> Sending you to Xoriat to suffer eternally at the hands of unknown abominations blah blah bl-
> Wait, what in Khyber did he just say?
> Okay that's not part of your simple five step plan!
> The Shaman begins some sort of chant and a small shimmer starts to appear above you, a portal is opening!
> Think, think, think THINK FASTER DAMMIT
> The portal is nearly open
> ...
> ...
> ...
> Nope nothing.
> "Goodbye ass" You think to yourself "I knew ye well"
> With that the portal opens and you are wrenched from Eberron and hurled to your inevitable demise in the planes of Xoriat...
> Or so you think...