Me Emerald Jade, born of shiny stones, human, redguard, even elf try to take my skin. Me shiny and color of greens. Me make potions and live quiet life where ever I can. Me wonder why legs different in cyrodil than in morrowind... shoes not that special. Gilded Scale wants to know too as well as many other of us both fur and scale alike. We not care about smelly boots or cramped in face squishers. Our numbers are many, many are quiet. I ask, cause was scale to get shortest marsh stick. I am calmest of us it seems, they day. Gilded Scale will shine bright majiks in your face, CatDogMeowWolf will just kill you and eat you, Forge Half Dragon may burn you, Serena Emerald Eyes may scratch you in places unpleasant. The prey may approach and warm sands hold no water, and we still want to know.