World of Origin's Age of Renewal
“It’s not your fault that Dogbolds are gourmets. It’s not you fault that King Torg (All Hail King Torg!) is hungry. It’s not your fault that the tastiest thing a Dogbold has ever eaten is sweet baby! And it’s defineatly, not your fault that Dogbolds are the most incompetent, reckless, and accident prone race to ever crawl out of a cave. But it is your problem…” ~Matthias Drake
What the heck is a dogbold?
According to the learned sage Fergulbarq, dogbolds are the greatest threat to humanoidkind since the Black Plague; an innumerable horde of ravaging, fearsome beasts; and extremely tasty when flame-broiled and served with a secret sauce. Fergulbarq was of course an utter madman and an outrageous liar* (except for the part about flame-broiling Kobolds – yum!)
Dogbolds are a racial offshoot of kobolds. Although closely related to kobolds (though most kobolds would deny it), they are their own species which breeds true. Kobolds and dogbolds are still able to interbreed without any problems, but this rarely EVER happens.
Although not flat-out hostile towards their furry cousins, kobolds still try to keep their distance from them. Amazingly kobolds tend to look down on dogbolds much the same way many (OK, lets be honest here, almost ALL) other races look down on them. This says a lot about these critters…
Honestly, dogbolds are a completely insignificant race of tiny, dog-like humanoids with few redeeming qualities. The lowest of the low, dogbolds are weak, stupid, slovenly, cannibalistic little buggers that lead brutal, short, and silly little lives. Outside of enlisting as cannon-fodder for evil armies or acting as lackeys for power-mad (and very cheap) warlocks – dogbolds have little to offer the world, except as cooks, err – I mean being cooked. As we alluded to earlier, dogbolds are damn tasty with a side salad.
Physically, dogbolds are the shortest of the brutish humanoid races, standing only 2 feet tall. Covered in bristly orange fur, they have large heads (to accommodate their even larger mouths, filled with sharp, pointy teeth). Their mouths are so large that most of their face is covered by it, leaving scant room for beady little eyes (and no room for noses).
Dogbolds worship Vor: the Big Red Angry God, which is understandable; wouldn’t you be angry if you were the god of the dogbolds? The only thing that Vor hates more than a dogbold is a coward, which is why dogbolds are the most fearless of all the intelligent (and we use that term loosely here) races. Ironically, the complete and total lack of a sense of self-preservation is the only thing keeping the dogbolds going – any other race would have packed it in a long time ago, given up, and faded into extinction.