(I don't have a pet form for Ura yet, so this Shartile will be a stand-in)
No one was truly alone down in the sewers. Everyone was a part of the clan, a part of the family. Just because you were family though didn’t mean much for Kobolds. No one was your mother, your father, your sibling. You were just another member of the clan. Some adults took care of the young, others worked to maintain the sewer system of Baldur’s Gate, and others sought out food for the many mouths to feed. And yet with so many people it was still so easy to find yourself feeling alone.