To Open the Gates
As a being of sentient crystal, your life is a strange one. You were not created like the warforged, unless by the hands of a god or other extremely powerful being. You awoke four years ago in a strange place. The small squishy people that saw you looked on in confusion or greed. Some occasionally tried to attack you with picks. You later learn that your body greatly resembles some non-intelligent crystals they refer to as dragonshards. You began to feel a tearing sensation in your mind and instinctively know that it is the call of others like you. You also know that you and your brethren are compelled to kill each other and absorb their crystalline heart into you.
You don’t know where this knowledge or compulsion comes from, but you know that your brothers and sisters are out there hunting and being hunted, just as you are.
If you want to play a shardmind, you are a crystal highlander, and you need to talk to me.