An Exciting New Piece of Pathfinder Fiction
When an elderly paladin of Iomadae is called to confront an ancient family curse, he will need more than a strong sword arm if he's to keep his loved ones safe.
Pitor was humming a hymn under his breath when a purple crack fractured its way across the empty space at the rear of the temple. One moment there had been nothing. The next, a sickly light... [click here for more]