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So we start our new Pathfinder campaign on January 6th. The players are chomping at the bit and daily emails are flying. The other day I sent them the text of the holiday card from Paizo, and within a few hours I received the following back.
Leland Gamaliel - Varisian Human Sorcerer/Binder
Kitara - Shoanti Human Spirit Shaman
Misha - Varisian Human Ranger/Scout
Aidan Hearthward - Chelaxian Human Paladin
From Kitara's player (to Jingle Bells):
Dashing through the woods,
By the last light of day.
O’er the fields we go,
While Misha finds our way
Through thickets and some brush,
She leads us on our flight.
Oh, what fun it is to sing
A slaying song tonight!
OH!
Goblin heads, goblin heads,
Rolling through the muck,
Aidan cuts through swaths of them
While screaming, “What the – DUCK!”
Leland’s back-to-back with him
Casting with all his might,
And almost got hit by Kitara’s
Burning globe of light.
From Leland's player:
Misha got run over by a worg rider
coming home from Magnimar Desna eve
You may say there's no such thing as goblins
but as for Kitara and Aidan they believe.
From Aidan's player:
O Come All Ye Goblins
Come in your vast numbers,
O come ye, O come ye to Sandpoint.
Come and be slaughtered,
Cut to little pieces;
O come, let us go kill them,
O come, let us go kill them,
O come, let us go kill them,
Then take their horde.
O, Pathfinder
O, Pathfinder, O, Pathfinder
We cannot wait to play you
O, Pathfinder, O, Pathfinder
We cannot wait to play you
It's far too long till spring is here,
Begin it when 'tis cold and drear.
O Pathfinder! O Pathfinder!
We cannot wait to play you!
I am a very luck DM! Or...am I? :-)
-DM Jeff
All I can say is...Wow...I wish my gaming group was motivated like that. On the other hand, my group is all male, and rather...well...hairy...so I'm not sure I'd want them writing me songs. =)
All I can say is...Wow...I wish my gaming group was motivated like that. On the other hand, my group is all male, and rather...well...hairy...so I'm not sure I'd want them writing me songs. =)
The songs would be grunts and scratches of various anatomical regions in rhyme, "Tool Time" style.
Uh uh OH! Uh oh OH! Scritch scratch scritchscritch
Grunt ur uh, Grunt ur uh, scratchscritchscritch!
Awesome! :D