U bas mi se svidja metal. Ovu sliku cu definitivno sacuvati kao buducu referencu. :D
Biljke mi se bas, bas ne svdjaju. Mozda da si i njih prefarbao, ovako deluju suvise plasticno.
Metal je bas dobar. Ovo ubacivanje zelene boje za efekat zardjalosti je fenomenalan.
Biljke mi se ne svidjaju, mada bi postolja bez njih bila lepa. Uopste mi se nekako to prirodno zelenilo ne uklapa sa necronima.
I naravno, kao i prosli put, a nemoj zameriti :P, moji su lepsi .
That was a hazardous consultation of the Libre Mortis my Lord. An ordeal of high and low doom. The moment I approached the book, it bit me most ferociously.
I must appologize for the explosion that blew off the door of The Chamber Unbreachable, but the simultaneous emergence of seventeen demons from the book spine, caused the spiritual detonation in the soul stoned air of the room.
The whole enterprise was an experience most horrendeous. None but I could have endured it. I was almost damned twice. Even now my soul is twisted to a cork screw.
I suggest you keep the state of your soul to yourself, and inform us, instead, what you have gleamed from the Grimoire.
Hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated. And witch hunts will never be about witches. To have a scapegoat - that's the key. Humans always fear the alien, the odd. Once the mages had left Novigrad, folk turned their anger against the other races... and, as they have for ages, branded their neighbors their greatest foes.
And 'cause I was gazillionaire and I liked doing it so much, I cut that grass for free.
Hvala svima na gledanju i komentarima.
Sto se biljaka tice - od cega sam napravio, ispale su jos i dobro.
Slazem se da sam mogao da ih prefarbam, ali ovo je ipak za game-level, nije za taknicenje na Golden Demon-u. A i ne spada u tu cenu.
Dzone Vejnu, nisam ni sumljao da su tvoji lepsi , jos kad bih mogao da ih vidim, bilo bi lepo.
Glupost se uvek gura u prve redove da bi bila vidjena, a mudrost u poslednje da bi gledala.
Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.
na ovoj stranici ima puno linkova ka raznim stvarima koje sam farbao, izmedju ostalog i ka pegazu.
That was a hazardous consultation of the Libre Mortis my Lord. An ordeal of high and low doom. The moment I approached the book, it bit me most ferociously.
I must appologize for the explosion that blew off the door of The Chamber Unbreachable, but the simultaneous emergence of seventeen demons from the book spine, caused the spiritual detonation in the soul stoned air of the room.
The whole enterprise was an experience most horrendeous. None but I could have endured it. I was almost damned twice. Even now my soul is twisted to a cork screw.
I suggest you keep the state of your soul to yourself, and inform us, instead, what you have gleamed from the Grimoire.
Hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated. And witch hunts will never be about witches. To have a scapegoat - that's the key. Humans always fear the alien, the odd. Once the mages had left Novigrad, folk turned their anger against the other races... and, as they have for ages, branded their neighbors their greatest foes.
And 'cause I was gazillionaire and I liked doing it so much, I cut that grass for free.
Bas su dobri!!! :D 
