Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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enemy: this arrow has your name on it
*nat 1s and misses me*. *its my turn now*
me: an arrow may have you name on it but a fireball is addressed to whom it may concern *casts fireball*
*nat 1s*. *causes tpk*
haver of this weird idea
dark leader of the cult of tiamat
do you have a good WoF system to use? says my friends character in game
haver of this weird idea
dark leader of the cult of tiamat
No words spoken.
*A young white dragon coasting along in pace with your airship. Curiously scanning the deck and ship with one side eye…….*still surveying the deck the dragon finally notices and double takes a look at a gnome(bard) barely visible above or below the deck railing.***gnome already locked eyes with the dragon and flips the birdie* ==Tasha’s hideous laughter==
**dragon fights the urge to silently laugh but hysterically falls incapacitated laughing while plummeting out of the sky and splashes down below still laughing as it surfaces while the airship sails away getting smaller and smaller over the horizon.***
*chat bubble pops up from back of the ship in the distant "F! U!"
Regarding a pockmarked cliff wall, in front of the party, quickly being covered by armed kobolds, "That's not good."
"I believe you do not understand the gravity of this situation, nor the means by which I extract the information I require. Willing or not, however, there is one question you can assist me in answering... how many newtons of force does it take to rip an arm from its socket?"
-BBEG in one of my cyberpunk campaigns
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
it is good to see the doctor is alive
This Mug immediately shared with me a transcendental tale of an Infinite Mug that anchors the Universe and keeps it from folding in on itself. I filed this report under "illogical nonsense" and asked why its sign is in Times New Roman font, when it is basic knowledge that Arial Black is a far superior font. I wondered: How did this mug even get past the assembly line with its theistic beliefs and poor font choices?
quote from Romantically Apocalyptic by Vitaly S Alexius
you dont roll to attack with fireball though. the enemy makes a saving throw, and regardless it strikes the area intended.
This Mug immediately shared with me a transcendental tale of an Infinite Mug that anchors the Universe and keeps it from folding in on itself. I filed this report under "illogical nonsense" and asked why its sign is in Times New Roman font, when it is basic knowledge that Arial Black is a far superior font. I wondered: How did this mug even get past the assembly line with its theistic beliefs and poor font choices?
quote from Romantically Apocalyptic by Vitaly S Alexius
Can’t i just kick the gnome? Said our arrockora paladin.
I also have the ability to manifest my thoughts in ways that cut people. I call this power words. -Tasha
I play 3.5E…sometimes.
Come swim over to the Bloody Barnacle! The Bloody Barnacle against the world!
They/them
My avatar is stuck in Archeon help would be ideal.
Silhouette of determination! Thanks drum!
"30 ft from me, 0 ft from death." Our artificer using a hand cannon.
(Dhampir uses their bite attack against a hag)
”Bleh! Tastes like rotten fruit and cinnamon!”
(later, in the same fight, uses the bite attack again on the same hag)
”Stop me if you’ve heard this one before…CHOMP.”
(And…uses their bite attack a third time)
”Guys, I…I don’t feel so good…”
(Hag cackles wickedley)
Barbarian to the Bone Dragon.
"Whether you Got Flesh, Scales, Fur, or Hell. Even Now; BONES! I'm Smashing through it and Slamming this Hammer in your Heart, So COME. COME FACE PRIDFUL AVERN!"
Lore, Lore, and More! That's what I'm about!
PM me if you wish for some lore on a person or place!
“No, you can’t use “Acrobatics” as the skill check for this.”
”Because she’s NOT a springboard! She’s not a [redacted] balancing beam!
”And YOU’RE not doing a backflip!”
”…at least I HOPE you’re not…”
”…no, it’s either “Athletics” for physicality; or “Performance” for creativity.”
”You’re lucky you’re making this roll at all.”
“We made a new friend today, A rabid girl on the side of the road!” A bard wood elf talking to a elf who they had just beaten up
I also have the ability to manifest my thoughts in ways that cut people. I call this power words. -Tasha
I play 3.5E…sometimes.
Come swim over to the Bloody Barnacle! The Bloody Barnacle against the world!
They/them
My avatar is stuck in Archeon help would be ideal.
Silhouette of determination! Thanks drum!
For the love of god fill out the [cursed necromantic] library card!
All of my crits leave stains… out of character.
It’s your coffin, does it have a foyer?
Cotton candy for Dusky, YEET and **** for Winston.
MOTHER, WE REQUIRE NUTRIENTS.
I need a gun to feed these babies.
You don't need a gun to feed these babies.
The angel turned that admiral into a stress ball.
You know the saying, ‘Live by the sword, die by the- well, by a rockslide actually… then get ressurected… and die again because someone's cracked-out hamster doesn't know how to follow directions… ok, uh, I kinda forgot where I was going with this, so…yeah.’
Have fun smelling like moth balls and litch.
Those unseen servants look noticeably perturbed.
Oh no, I don't have the moltov cocktails, I gave them to the children.
Nobody ever actually, specifically, made a law against sucking the life force out of people.
Player 1: You can’t run him over if you banish him.
Player 2: I am just going to hit the accelerator and save the spell slot.
Don't take sage advice from a tumor.
I wanna die like that, in a mixed paste.
Player: "Shall we go to the glistening castle?"
DM: "Please stop saying glistening"
Player: "Shall we go to the moist castle?"
This is why, when you hear the Doom music cut in, you turn and run, as opposed to stopping to ask, 'Why is that hippo looking at me that way?’
Yeah we need to investigate that place where we are the moon.
(Looking at the interior or the coffin, covered in a silvery goo) I am not sure if I should go in the coffin.
“Is that why people treat me different? Because I look like a little child and I have a gun?”
“Hey, I am a ****in’ necromancer. Two of them actually.”
“Would you please stop bench-pressing my dead father? I’m trying to grieve.”
“T’was Beauty that killed the beast… ‘cause that’s what I’m namin’ that t-rex.”