Iconic Love

Monday, February 14, 2011

For some of us, Valentine's Day is just another day. We go to work, come home, maybe hang out with our significant others a bit or send the kids off to the sitter for a rare night out. For other people, however, Valentine's Day carries more significance, and flat-out demands acknowledgement. They see it as an excuse to truly cut loose, to go all-out with the romance and treat it like a real holiday.

And then, apparently, there's a third type of person: the type for whom Valentine's Day means a chance to go totally insane. Such appears to be the case with Pathfinder Tales author Kevin Andrew Murphy. How else can you explain the fact that he chose the occasion to, without any prompting or warning, write us an entire heroic crown of sonnets immortalizing the iconic characters' backgrounds in prose. (For those of you who've forgotten your 400-level literature classes, a "heroic crown of sonnets" is a specialized form of poetry in which you have 14 sonnets, each linked by their first and last lines, plus a fifteenth which is made up exclusively of the previous sonnets' linking lines, in order. Needless to say, it's incredibly difficult to do well.)

I'd say more, but I'm still processing the whole thing, so I think it's better to just post the sonnets in their entirety. Happy Valentine's Day!

The Fifteen Loves of Golarion


A Heroic Crown of Sonnets for Valentine's Day 2011
by Kevin Andrew Murphy

1. Alain, the Cavalier, "For Love of Glory"
I am the one who lives to tell the tale.
The victor is the braggart of his fame,
The first to know the glory of his name
But not the last. The bards now all regale
The common folk with ballads of my deeds,
The battles won by force of my prowess,
The ransomed kings who've bowed to my duress,
And Donahan, the noblest of steeds.
Sometimes I think he is my only friend.
The men I ride with? Those I can replace.
The maids I bed? Each just a pretty face.
Yet Donahan is mine till journey's end.
If he falls first, then part of me is dead.
I've said the words that needed to be said.

2. Alahazra, the Oracle, "For Love of Truth"
I've said the words that needed to be said,
For Truth is blind, and I am blind in truth.
My clouded eyes see little but forsooth
My inner eye sees clearly. I have read
The fates of men with but the barest glance.
I know the future as I know the past,
Which seeds will sprout and which of them will last,
For Destiny leaves nothing up to Chance.
It was not Chance that burned me with its fire.
The simoom's breath is but the Wind of Fate
That claimed me with its Flame. I now relate
The Fate of Love, if that is your desire:
All present loves become in days ahead
Mementos kept in memory of the dead.

3. Seelah, the Paladin, "For Love of Those Now Gone"
Mementos kept in memory of the dead,
Reminders of what nothing can restore.
The wingéd helm that dead Acemi wore
Now hides my face and my unworthy head.
I feel its weight: part guilt, part gift, part theft.
Part love. She saw and yet forgave her thief,
The child who stole her helm. Ergo, my grief.
Acemi is still dead and I am left.
I have no words to say in my defense.
I know my deeds. I must have faith in grace
So now I wear her helm and take her place.
What Iomedae learned: Inheritance,
A gift of trust from those you must not fail
Now silent in the realm beyond the pale.

4. Harsk, the Ranger, "For Love of Solitude"
Now silent in the realm beyond the pale,
My brother lies–and those who took his life.
I ended theirs with crossbow quarrel and knife.
The giants dead, now I alone prevail.
My kin who dwell below with bended backs
To toil at the forge or in the mines,
Or worshiping our gods at dwarven shrines,
Have my regard, and yet my brother's axe
Is all I bear away from whence I hail.
A hunter's life is love of solitude.
A Spartan camp, a pot of tea fresh-brewed
Will keep him more alert than mugs of ale.
My quarry's tracks are runes left for the sage.
I know the letters written on this page.

5. Ezren, the Wizard, "For Love of Scholarship"
I know the letters written on this page,
My father charged with some impiety
Against our god, some awful blasphemy
Too dire for words, and nothing can assuage
The gossips' tongues, for rumor needs no proof.
And Abadar? The merchant god cares not
Who prospers or who fails nor what is bought.
The Golden One stays in his Vault, aloof.
I spent my youth to clear my father's name,
In quest to save the business that he built,
But in the end I only proved his guilt.
Now scholarship's the only love I claim.
Yet law for arcane law can be exchanged.
Old orders sometimes must be rearranged.

6. Sajan, the Monk, "For Love of a Sister"
"Old orders sometimes must be rearranged."
So said the monks when taking twin from twin.
My sister Sajni's gone. I should begin
Describing how we came to be estranged.
We were conceived. Our lives were intertwined
Like threads of web and woof strung on a loom,
So were our limbs locked in our mother's womb.
Though born as two, we're more when we're combined.
We trained with temple swords and so time passed
Till at twelve years we each were sent away
And battle woes lost her to Jalmeray.
I left, deserting all I knew, my caste,
To seek my sister. Far too far I've ranged.
I've changed some facts which never should be changed.

7. Damiel, the Alchemist, "For Love of Change"
I've changed some facts which never should be changed
And yet that is the goal of alchemy:
Quicksilver shifting, mutability.
The philosophic art just seems deranged
To those too dull to grasp aetheric heights
Or dream of fixing one's perfected form,
Not living with the dull and banal norm.
You reach out when the stars are in your sights,
Yet what you grasp may be the fulgent dark
For nightmares ride as well between the stars.
Like Shelyn's smile can hide Zon-Kuthon's scars,
The bright quicksilver sea conceals a shark,
And from the left the villain steps onstage
To let men feel the battle fury's rage.

8. Amiri, the Barbarian, "For Love of Oneself"
To let men feel the battle fury's rage,
The Six Bears tribesmen donned the skins of bears
They'd taken from our totems in their lairs.
Each boy was sent to do it at an age.
We girls were told to sit inside and spin,
Awaiting a barbarian's return.
This never was a name that women earn.
I brought a she-bear's hide back to my kin.
The time came that a warband of my clan
All dared me to bring back a giant's blade.
When I returned, they mocked me as a maid.
The blood rage came. I slew them to a man.
That bastard blade I bear with me. Beware
To taste the kiss of malice and despair.

9. Seltyiel, the Magus, "For Lack of Love"
To taste the kiss of malice and despair,
One needn't know the touch of love or hope–
At very least, not of an equal scope–
And pain is seldom more than one can bear,
And when it is? Well, there is always death.
My mother died the moment I was born.
My sister's cries, those spared my life that morn.
I often think she should have saved her breath.
Sioria, oh how could you divine
The babe you saved would still be here alive
Or on a feast of wormwood one could thrive.
I'll kill your father once I first kill mine.
Foul Lairsaph was a fool to teach his spawn
To walk the road with weapons sheathed or drawn....

Valeros!

10. Valeros, the Fighter, "For Love of Adventure"
To walk the road with weapons sheathed or drawn
Is how a sellsword passes most his days.
That much at least is truthful in bards' lays.
The rest? Well yes, there is a need for brawn–
The same goes for an ox that pulls a plow–
But when your sword-arm makes some villain yield,
That's better than some plowshare in a field.
At least it's more exciting anyhow.
One day I may retire to a farm,
Grow beans and beets or brew a bit of beer,
But now I love my freedom and I hear
A distant village sounding the alarm.
If there's adventure calling, I'll be gone
To greet the hope that rises with the dawn.

11. Kyra, the Cleric, "For Love of Hope"
To greet the hope that rises with the dawn,
The Crown of Our Beloved Sarenrae
Who cast the Beast below to Asmodae,
Is how a priestess prays for I'm Her pawn.
Whate'er the Dawnflower wishes I will do.
When bandits burned my village and Her shrine,
That's when I saw the face of the divine.
Through streaming tears the sun shone and I knew
The Everlight had filled me with Her power
To heal the sick and ailing with Her light
And cleanse those past redemption of their blight
By scimitar, like Dawn's Eternal Flower.
One day I'll join my goddess in the air
To live a life of joy and forswear care.

WAR hottie!

12. Merisiel, the Rogue, "For Love of Freedom"
To live a life of joy and forswear care
Is what I always felt the world should be.
See something that you like? Then take it. Free!
If you don't like your lot, then folk should share.
They call it thievery, who gives a fig?
My knives can teach their tongues to be polite,
And while some think I could be more contrite
It's not like they're not working the same gig.
This knife I got from some Azlanti queen.
This one? From Galt. Belonged to some coquette
And these? From Geb. But most I just forget.
I only care if I can keep them keen.
You make life up like some bard's folderol.
I sing the songs that rise up from my soul.

13. Seoni, the Sorcerer, "For Love of Magic"
I sing the songs that rise up from my soul
And write the runes appearing in my dreams.
The ones I walk with talk about my "schemes,"
If schemes they are, or just an unknown goal.
I'd like to say I like just who I am,
Yet who can say just who they are? Not I.
Or what I am, or how I am, or why.
That statement just might be my epigram.
I only know when spells wish to be wrought,
The way they say that love pulls at the heart.
Just so I feel the call of arcane art.
It springs to mind like any other thought.
I'd work alone, but I lack that control
For love and friendship are what make one whole.

14. Lini, the Druid, "For Love of a True Companion"
"For love and friendship are what make one whole."
So spake the norn who whispered in the wood.
She vanished but her fey advice is good
And with it I can talk to mouse or mole.
The purest love is love you get from beasts.
My friend Droogami taught me this is true.
It's something though that I already knew.
I never bought the nonsense from the priests
About the love of gods as the most pure.
Who can believe a love you never see?
My love is for the leopard next to me
And she for me and that's what shall endure.
She's great and strong where I am small and frail.
I am the one who lives to tell the tale.

15. Lem, the Bard, "For Love of Happy Endings"
I am the one who lives to tell the tale.
I've said the words that needed to be said,
Mementos kept in memory of the dead
Now silent in the realm beyond the pale.
I know the letters written on this page.
Old orders sometimes must be rearranged.
I've changed some facts which never should be changed
To let men feel the battle fury's rage,
To taste the kiss of malice and despair,
To walk the road with weapons sheathed or drawn,
To greet the hope that rises with the dawn,
To live a life of joy and forswear care.
I sing the songs that rise up from my soul
For love and friendship are what make one whole.

James Sutter
Fiction Editor

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Liberty's Edge

Whoa.

Very nice work and much respect Kevin.

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Krome-- website link added to my last post now. (Still within the 1-hr editing window.) Glad you enjoyed the poems.

Mairkurion-- Oh, no problem. That's what I took from it. Imrijka has a lot of love to give, at least in the Queen Latifa as Mama Morton sense. ("They say that life is tit for tat--That's the motto that I live/And I expect a lot of "tat" with what I've got to give.")


Me, that was good!

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Mairkurion {tm} wrote:
That would be a great addition to one's profile, no?

Done.

Thanks for reminding me. ;)

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I enjoyed that greatly. ^^

Liberty's Edge

I am very impressed, Kevin!! These poems perhaps could be added to the descriptions of the individual iconics as they say a lot about them and convey their personalities succinctly.


You amazed me -- not just by your excellent prose, but because you've made me actually care at least a little bit for once about some of the generic/iconic stand-in characters that all RPG rulebooks need to use for fluff.

Well done, I'd almost pay (or maybe just download for free) a copy of the poems with a high quality image of the character in series.

Dark Archive

I'm a little late to the party ... but BRAVISSIMO MAESTRO MURPHY !!

Paizo Employee Director of Brand Strategy

You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset.

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Mark Moreland wrote:
You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset... and then continue to drink themselves to a stupor.

Fixed that for you.


Mark Moreland wrote:
You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset.

Just so long as they stay in *their* threads.

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baron arem heshvaun wrote:
Mark Moreland wrote:
You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset... and then continue to drink themselves to a stupor.
Fixed that for you.

There once was a witch from Irresen

Who didn't have much use for any men
She saw Baba Yaga
Caller her Lady Gaga
And was never seen again.


Mark Moreland wrote:
You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset.

That's a big +1 from me. Maybe Alain and Valeros sitting in a tavern and trading dirty rhymes?

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Mark Moreland wrote:
You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset.

Hmm. Well, as I do write comedy and you can't get more Irish than my name, this challenge isn't as frightening as it might be.

I'm thinking something along the lines of Cayden Cailean, actually. The way St. Patrick's Day is celebrated in this country seems to have a lot more to do with him than with old St. Pat.

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Power Word Unzip wrote:
Mark Moreland wrote:
You know, Kevin, if you don't give us a heroic *something* of limericks for St. Patrick's Day, a lot of green-wearing drunkards will be very upset.
That's a big +1 from me. Maybe Alain and Valeros sitting in a tavern and trading dirty rhymes?

If they were insulting each other, that sounds an awful lot like a flyting....

Hmm....


James Sutter wrote:
You're correct. Those write-ups are still to come, when we have a little more breathing room at the office. And fortunately, this way Kevin didn't have to pick and choose or bend poetic convention.

I'm shaking my virtual fist at you, for still not putting any of those up, just so you know.


Truly impressive.

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Why does no one give any love to Imrijka? I'm sure that the green-skinned beauty of an Inquisitor would have something nice to say, or would be more than happy to have a few kind words said about her in turn.


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Truly heroic (in several senses of the word).

As they say in the SCA: "Vivat! Vivat! Vivat!"

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Holy crap!!

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Reading parts of this was like watching someone sink a three-point shot. It was hard not to jump up and cheer.

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Holy freakin awesome Batman!!! That is by far one of the most impressive things I think I have ever seen. Well done and bravo!! Three cheers for you Kevin good sir!!


I'll precede with a confession that I like a looser format than the tight and rigid quatrains of the Elizabethan Sonnet. Still, the praise which is forthcoming is deserved in every measure for this stunning show of poesy!

Malachite Ice

Scarab Sages

Chapeau!


Inutterably awesome, sir! I'm glad Catharsis bumped this, because I had not seen it before.

Silver Crusade

Wowzers! I had no idea these existed, and I had to share these to my FB/Twitter friends.

Well done, and I have to say that any spotlight on Ezren is a most welcome one!

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Thanks for bumping this, Winterborn. I should add them to my iconics for PFS, "Here's the character, in 14 lines"


This is possibly the most spectacular thing I've seen in some time.

Perhaps I appreciate it more because I'm currently up to my armpits in Lord Byron.

Or perhaps because this was a fantastic execution of a difficult construct, regardless of situation.

That it happens to occur with the PF Iconics is sweet, sweet icing.


Amazingly well done. I missed this in my absence.

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Thanks, everyone. Glad to see folk are still enjoying these.

Busily at work on new stuff....


I was not on the forum back in Feb. These are very well done.

Glad they were bumped up so I could read them.

Silver Crusade

danielc wrote:

I was not on the forum back in Feb. These are very well done.

Glad they were bumped up so I could read them.

Exactly why I bumped them. I think they're amazingly well crafted, and I had no clue they existed. Glad others are enjoying them!

Shared the page to my Facebook Tabletop people too. Spread the love!

Silver Crusade

This needs to get bumped every February.

Don't forget to also check out Kevin's Epic Rap Battle between Lem and Alain!

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Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!

The Broken-Hearted Crown of Golarion
(A Crown of Six Sonnets Awaiting the Seventh)

By Kevin Andrew Murphy

Imrijka, the Inquisitor – “For Love of Mysteries”

Who knows what may be summoned with a cry?
A ghost, a demon, or a frightened boy
Still brave enough to seek what might destroy
Pharasma’s peace? He could not tell me why
An infant came to be left midst the ruins.
He only told me that he held his knife
And let the Gravecharge priests decide if life
Or death should be my fate. Perhaps some bruins
Had raised me as their own? I was quite wild,
A half-orc girl, a green-skinned mystery–
Until three eldritch strangers came for me,
And two of them both claimed I was their child,
But horrified, I shied from their embrace....
A woman in this world finds her own place.

Lirianne, the Gunslinger – “For Love of Wonder”

A woman in this world finds her own place.
My sister Suzeressa tended home
While little Milliceene penned a tome.
As for myself, I was another case
Both dreaming of adventures like my ma,
Or like my pa, a crack shot with a pistol,
To be a shieldmarshal, cold as crystal,
Dealing death to any monster that I saw.
I trained and was rewarded with a post
Policing drunks and digging rights for wells
Until there blew a storm of ancient spells
That flung me to a monster-haunted coast,
And though my heart is light, my aim is true.
I did just as my father bade me do.

Hayato, the Samurai – “For Love of Honor”

I did just as my father bade me do
And served Lord Nakayama’s son Masao.
When he misused a falcon, I told how
The boy had erred. I swore my words were true.
Lord Nakayama took me as his ward
And had me taught alongside his own heir.
Then Masao perished. Only I was there.
Soon Lord Kaneka came with honor guard
But honorless, he taunted my liege lord.
My foster father could not let this be–
For honor’s sake, he fell to treachery.
I then dueled Lord Kaneka, and my sword
Paid honor’s debt. My name I will restore
Atop the heights where noble falcons soar.

Reiko, the Ninja – “For Love of Justice”

Atop the heights where noble falcons soar,
The Lord Entobe saw five temple towers,
The work of countless hands and countless hours
And countless lives the stones would crush before
His dream was done. It cut my childhood short.
My village graveyard grew in size as well
Until one night when three foundations fell.
Perhaps his dream displeased the Heavens’ Court?
My mother slipped into the house that night
Still garbed in midnight’s black, a ninja’s gi.
At night she taught her clan’s fell craft to me
Until one day her secret came to light.
“Run, little spider!” Mother bade me fly,
A trek across the World’s Crown from Minkai.

Feiya, the Witch – “For Love of Travel”

A trek across the World’s Crown from Minkai
With packs of porcelain and jade arm rings
My parents hoped to sell to Linnorm Kings
Instead brought forth their baby’s birthing cry–
Yet to the east, a coven lost a witch
So when I laughed and chased deer through the wood,
Nysima heard a third with maidenhood.
She wrought a child from rags and made the switch.
I learned that trick, a small but bloody spell.
I tried escape. They beat me black and blue
Just like the whinnis roots they bade me brew,
But when the red fox came, I bade farewell.
This time it stuck. I don’t regret my pact.
I’m free to roam the world and paths untracked.

Eando Kline, the Pathfinder – “For Love of Humanity”

I’m free to roam the world and paths untracked
Though now I lack my compass and its stone.
Wayfinderless, my past I now disown,
And while my heart may break, my soul’s intact.
I’ve foregone fame and its attendant joys
To save the world from evils from its past
For deep beneath the earth in caverns vast
An empire sleeps, and patience it employs
Awaiting those it views as rightful slaves.
The serpentfolk, forever may they sleep
And dream of nothingness in caverns deep,
Unhallowed crypts, and time-eroded graves,
And yet I fear they won’t, for when they wake
The pillars of the world itself will shake.

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So many feels. ;_;

Grand Lodge

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Wow...just...this is just plain awesome.


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Kevin Andrew Murphy wrote:

Reiko, the Ninja – “For Love of Justice”

Atop the heights where noble falcons soar,
The Lord Entobe saw five temple towers,
The work of countless hands and countless hours
And countless lives the stones would crush before
His dream was done. It cut my childhood short.
My village graveyard grew in size as well
Until one night when three foundations fell.
Perhaps his dream displeased the Heavens’ Court?
My mother slipped into the house that night
Still garbed in midnight’s black, a ninja’s gi.
At night she taught her clan’s fell craft to me
Until one day her secret came to light.
“Run, little spider!” Mother bade me fly,
A trek across the World’s Crown from Minkai.

Ah, your poet's brush tells the tale so well. Truly an honor. *bows*


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Kevin Andrew Murphy wrote:


Feiya, the Witch – “For Love of Travel”

A trek across the World’s Crown from Minkai
With packs of porcelain and jade arm rings
My parents hoped to sell to Linnorm Kings
Instead brought forth their baby’s birthing cry–
Yet to the east, a coven lost a witch
So when I laughed and chased deer through the wood,
Nysima heard a third with maidenhood.
She wrought a child from rags and made the switch.
I learned that trick, a small but bloody spell.
I tried escape. They beat me black and blue
Just like the whinnis roots they bade me brew,
But when the red fox came, I bade farewell.
This time it stuck. I don’t regret my pact.
I’m free to roam the world and paths untracked.

Brought tears to my eyes. Lovely. Thank you.

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Thanks Kevin.
Happy VD to every Paizonian! And Paizophile!


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Coming in late on these but this a really cool idea and all well executed

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Glad everyone's enjoyed them, especially Reiko and Feiya.


...okay, I'm kinda freaked by the possible contents of that missing seventh sonnet. Whose story may be bracketed by those lines?


Gorbacz wrote:
Made of pure awesome.

I agree on this one.


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Evil Midnight Lurker wrote:
...okay, I'm kinda freaked by the possible contents of that missing seventh sonnet. Whose story may be bracketed by those lines?

I'm nowhere near as good as Kevin, but you could perhaps round it off with something like this, though it isn't an iconic:

Optional Extra:
Norgorber, the god - "For Love of Secrets"

The pillars of the world itself will shake
If once my past and face are known to all
Thus masked I go, reaping the names that fall.
I, Blackfingers, whose name makes strong men quake
And cry for guards, my followers to bar,
I go in silence, secrecy my cloak.
Four-fold, my names madness and death invoke.
Mortal I was, that ventured to the Star-
Stone and ascended. All else is hidden.
Deceptions, secrets, lies - they have their place -
A gift to those who benefit my space.
Even those who think I am forbidden,
I may aid. Secrets abound. 'Tis but I,
Who knows what may be summoned with a cry.


On reflection, of course there's one iconic still missing -- poor neglected Balazar the Jacobs-disliked [i]Summoner].

Silver Crusade

Trying to think of what Balazar's "For love of..." would be that would set him apart from the others and be a big final bang of the warm fuzzies...

His grandchildren. Who do you think he designed his eidolon's form for? :)

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Yes, the missing sonnet is for Balazar. But he shan't be getting it until he turns his biography in. ;)

Fun sonnet, Cat Daemon. The gods of Golarion are a worthy subject for sonnets...and likewise with the seven Runelords who, come to think of it, would very easily fit into a seven-part standard crown...but for the nonce I've got a bunch of paying work to keep me busy, so I'd best get back to that.

Glad everyone's been enjoying these!


Will we ever get sonnets for the other Iconics?

Kevin Andrew Murphy did the Iconics of Ultimate Combat and Ultimate Magic, I think.

What about the Iconic's from the Advance Class Guide? :D

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Lucus Palosaari wrote:

Will we ever get sonnets for the other Iconics?

Kevin Andrew Murphy did the Iconics of Ultimate Combat and Ultimate Magic, I think.

What about the Iconic's from the Advance Class Guide? :D

And Occult Adventures once we meet them.

SM


Wow! That was awesome.
Amazing.

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