Another poem about the third of my major role-playing characters, the bladesinger Zardilann Darhtill.
Not all they find love, in this wicked life
Finding a loving man, becoming a loving wife
Temptation rears its head, family always first
Kissing your father deeply, quenching a hidden thirst
Some day you’ll find out, infidelity is my sin
All our children are not yours, but still they are blood kin
A poem about the father of a role-playing character, the fighter Arroth Blackstone.
A lifetime ago, I felt love fleeting
A wonderful girl, a dangerous meeting
She stole my heart, a feeling so rare
I’ll never forget, now none can compare
Left me a child, yet took joy away
Reminds me of her, so daily he must pay