A while ago I posted a poem I’d written, which I described as a song that is sung in the Shattered Lands when the warlord’s men aren’t paying attention. Recently, my younger brothers agreed to help me turn “Petty Kings” into an actual song. Colin came up with the chord progression, Nathan sang and did […] Read more
This song is sung in the Shattered Lands, quietly, trying not to be heard by the local warlord’s men. Oh, there’s soldiers in the street tonight When the warlord comes to town Lock the door and close the shade When petty kings come down. They’ll take your coin and you’ll be glad They […] Read more
The players in my Pathfinder game came across the Face in the Mountain earlier tonight, an ancient being from before the time that magic was split into arcane and divine. It answered one question from each of them, replying in riddles. I know that most of my players didn’t write down the riddles, so this […] Read more
There is a song they sing in the south of the Empire, where the whispers of the Lead Prophet’s revolution drift on the breeze like the ashes of the cities that joined in his cause… Skip reading this post if you don’t enjoy attempts at poetry. Martyrs’ Parade (or, The Prophet and the […] Read more
