I feel that I’m approaching a point in my life where I feel like I need to change direction. Its just a feeling and I can’t clearly define what that is.
I do understand that to change direction I at least have to slow down or stop in the direction I’m going.
What does it all mean? I honestly don’t know. I know it involve change. Whether in a single facet or across a spectrum, change is coming.
When I created my Dragonborn I knew from the outset the look I wanted, and that was a dragon like race wearing dragon scale armor.
Many thanks to fellow guildies for contributing heroic white Dragon Scales so that I could make this. As soon as I get a few more favor points I’ll be glammering this and back to wearing my proper armor underneath.
The Dragonborn arrive in Eberron and Cormyr and while they are not the normal race I would play, I must say I really do like the look of them. They remind me of Draconians from Dragonlance.
While venturing around in Kings Forest, I was left little choice in killing a kin-race. I’ve got mixed feelings on this one. I was willing to negotiate; give me your treasure and you can live. Simple enough terms I thought. Anyways, dead dragon it is.