Fatter than all other Kobolds, the King seldom leaves The Caves. In times of great privation, the King has been known to eat all of the Kobolds in a Cave (every-single-one) and then ouroboros himself into Vor’s* realm.

In times of plenty, the King must use his ample brains** to make sure that the Caves don’t get overrun, by sending Kobolds out to perform feats of daring-do with very high death rates.

The first and single most important rule every Kobold learns, even before how to order pizza, is the ALL HAIL rule.

Whenever anyone says the name of the great, mighty, wonderful King of the Kobolds, KING TORG (ALL HAIL KING TORG!), everyone must loudly, boisterously, with their full chest, shout:

If anyone fails to express the proper respect for KING TORG (ALL HAIL KING TORG!), they will immediately be given a KOBOLD HORRIBLE DEATH CHECK.

^{*Vor is the Big Red Angry God of the Kobolds ... who hates Kobolds. I mean, REALLY hates them.}

^{**Even the King’s brains are fatter.}