You know, I was just going to make my own thread, but this one seems very appropriate. DRAGONS SCHMAGONS or MORALS SHMORALS I was just clearing out some mine, when I realized that I'm no better than the bandits I'm killing. Sure, they attack first without making any kind of moral judgement on whether or not I should die, but what am I doing in the first place? Yeah, OK, so I'm the dragon born. Whoopty Doo. I'm supposed to save the land. But what are the means? Much like the bandits, which I have absolutely no reservations in ridding the face of the land of, I'm out there trying to find as much treasures I can pawn off, and a few that are just nifty enough to keep. OK, so I live by a code. I don't kill wabbits. I don't kill foxes. I don't kill anything or anyone that doesn't attack me first. But I'm still running around like a thief in the night to make my journey to the end a little easier. Bandits? Really, they are nothing more than ants to me. Occasionally they are accompanied by one worthy of a challenge, but I certainly kill hundreds more of them to a single death of mine. I have some thinking to do about who I really am.