Can someone link me the dragonoid model you all are talking about?
Can someone link me the dragonoid model you all are talking about?
...Le Poète est semblable au prince des nuées
Qui hante la tempête e se rit de l'archer;
Exilé sul le sol au milieu des huées,
Ses ailes de géant l'empêchent de marcher.
Charles Baudelaire
I'm a bit torn on Envoker and whether or not it gets a full dragon form or dragon summon. I don't think I could bear playing that class if it merely turns into a Drac'thyr form.
Well in hopes of a revamp tomorrow, here's my list of Zones That I Desperately Want Completely Rebuilt:
- Both Barrens
- Everything in Northern Kalimdor, bring back the Night Elves.
- Thousand Needles. It can't be unflooded at this point, but at least make better use of the Needles instead of everything just being around the fringes.
- Westfall
- Badlands
- Loch Modan. Bring back the Loch!
- Tirisfall, this one should be obvious.
- Update the BC starting zones for flight!
FFXIV - Maduin (Dynamis DC)
Most races appeal to a different fetish. Scalies are an untouched market.
Humans - Normal women, buff gorilla dudes
Night Elves - Naturalism
Dwarves - T h i c c and dadbod
Gnomes - Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Draenei - Bimbos and himbos
Worgen - Bestiality and furry
Orcs - Primalism and stronk
Tauren - Bestiality and stronk
Undead - Necrophilia
Trolls - Druggy fetish
Blood Elves - Models
Goblins - Shortstacks and ugly bastard
Pandaren - Bestiality and plus size
Void Elves - Goths/Scene/Emo
Lightforged - Glowing Himbos and Bimbos
Nightborne - Superiority complex
Highmountain - Bestiality and stronk
Dark Iron - Thicc and dadbod
Mag'har - I probably shouldn't type this on MMO champ
Kul Tiran - Thicc and size
Zandalari - Size
Mechagnome - Amputee
Vulpera - Cartoon furry
Dracthyr - Scalies
Last edited by Das Thora; 2022-04-19 at 07:21 AM.
I got it. I know what is bugging me.
If the Jurassic World Raptors were humanoid, that is what they would look like
Last edited by Akta; 2022-04-19 at 07:20 AM.
...Le Poète est semblable au prince des nuées
Qui hante la tempête e se rit de l'archer;
Exilé sul le sol au milieu des huées,
Ses ailes de géant l'empêchent de marcher.
Charles Baudelaire