He could produce the blades all the time now, a glowing energy sword springing into his hand with a thought. At first it had confused him, but now he simply accepted it, as much a part of him as his scales were...

For Christmas, I decided to offer all my D&D buddies a portrait of a character of their choice. I always feel a little awkward offering people my art, like it's kind of arrogant to assume it's something people will want, but I have played enough to know that it's really nice to have a picture of your character and nobody did.

This guy's player was the second one to take me up on it and asked for a picture of his fighter/soulknife. He's a half-elf with some dragon blood that gives him the ability to grow a coat of silver scales. The soulknife class allows him to create his own weapons from psychic energy and occasionally bestow special abilities on them.