here is another thing: work makes me a patronizing dick. there just isn't any other appropriate social evolution, & it is sort of annoying. i try not to reflexively be patronizing, but there are just so many customers who can only be dealt with by approaching them like children. i don't mean to sound insulting to you, guy, but you just came in here with zero (0) information besides the colour of the book's cover. i don't have any other social paradigm to come at you with other than being a patronizing dick asking if your mommy pinned your home address to your snowsuit, okay? you are forcing me into this! so sometimes i sneer at someone without meaning to-- like, i can't begrudge freshman for not knowing how to "properly" pronounce greek playwrights, you know? they're here to learn that! so: sorry, kid! but the guy who was in right before you pronounced "atonement" as...well, it wasn't right. it wasn't close to right. it wasn't a word. it was...bad.
i talk shit about gwedolyn f.m. kestral. i do! i know i do. as far as i can tell, she brings a gross worst-parts-of-forgotten-realms sensibility to the table that don't jive with this hombre. she & me don't see eye to eye! or again, from what i guess from books she's worked on. though she has worked on books i did like, like the underdark book. but like, isn't she totally to blame for the stupid "spawn of tiamat" concept? i got that impression somehow. but the thing i wanted to say is that races of the dragon was a total fucking stinker. spellscales & dragonborn are heartbreakingly bad; they're like, bad sitcom bad. totally gross. & the one bright chance to make kobolds a playable race? squandered! you could have slipped in some optional stats or something, guys! there was, however, one thing that i really did like. there is a statement on the kobold afterlife at one point, & i thought it was interesting & engaging. basically, if you die doing your duty to the clan, you are reincarnated as a kobold. if you die, not honorably or dishonorably, you are reincarnated as a dire weasel (which they ride, in this story). if you die a traitors death, you are reincarnated as the giant cockroaches the kobolds hunt for food & make armor out of. i thought that was a nice little cycle. so if that was you, gwen...do that, but more.