So it turned out that “introducing the family” was a lot harder than I thought it was.

Neither of my kobolds had [Primal Communication], and the badger family didn’t have the same connection to me as they did, so I was stuck in the middle playing interpreter so the two groups could get to know one another.

“No, Basil, I’m not going to tell them that you think they look freaky. No! I don’t care that you’re weirded out by the fact they move around on two legs! That’s just rude!”

I was really starting to want to usher the badgers back into their part of the dungeon. They were fun to watch and talk to, but I absolutely was not having fun with all of the translations between the two groups. My kobolds, I had found, were overly polite towards the badgers in an attempt to get on their good sides. Meanwhile, the badgers were just very blunt and straightforward about everything, saying whatever they thought no matter what it was.

What it meant was that my kobolds kept trying harder and harder to please them, and the badger family just kept trying harder and harder to get a rise out of them.

“If you don’t tell them I’m just gonna go up on my hind legs and waddle around and hope they get the point.”

As much as I wanted to see that I really didn’t want to have to explain to my kobolds what he was trying to say, and so I grumbled out a “fine” along the lines of [Primal Communication] and turned my attention back to my kobolds. Every minute that passed by I considered them more and more precious. What had I ever done to deserve them?

“Basil says he’s a little bit weirded out by the fact you walk around on your hind legs.” I didn’t translate it directly this time, after all, it was a pretty rude thing to say and I didn’t want to potentially hurt anyone’s feelings more than they were already going to be.