Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"How have they all been? Looking forward to the big get-together?" She inquires.
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)
*See you tomorrow, friend!*
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)
*I finally started coming up with a design for my character...*
*I may make them a bear. Like a big fluffy boi. Possibly because they were modified by their patron to be cuddlier-looking. Like a mascot!*
*I don't know, I could make him look kind of like Messmer instead.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*What about both? Some horrific patchwork trying to make something terrifying into something cuddly, perchance?*
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)
*Hmmm... normally I would be all over that, but I need him to be able to be the party face in Waterdeep, and the party is all monsters so far.*
*To be clear, I love that idea, I just think it would work better for a different character.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hey dudes we need a few more players for gartic phone we're gonna play over onions.*
https://garticphone.com/en/?c=00d1645e90
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
(hi Yvonne)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“Organized as a snowstorm.” She says, smiling wide.
He sits next to her, eating a small plate of a single slice of toast.
He smiles, letting her do so, running his fingers through her hair.
*In that case, the more fluffy-looking version might work a bit better. Though, maybe there's something more horrific underneath that exterior that doesn't get revealed until later... or when they need to make an important Intimidation check...*
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)
*HAPPY 5,000 PAGES, EVERYONE!!!*
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)
(Didn't even notice it hit 5000 lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Their patron is in fact a nightmare entity that uses its warlocks to lure people in, so this suggestion is something I will probably use. What if there was a human buried under hundreds of pounds of fur and flesh and possibly even bone, just waiting for the right moment to reveal their true nature?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Anyway, I gotta go now. Can't wait to show you guys Max McAllen, Lord of the Fries...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She slaps his back “An’ that leads me ta wanton’ ta like someone like ya.”
He shakes his head “I’m fine.” He hasn’t been eating a lot for a while, less and less every time.
He smiles at her, holding her gently “I love you too Domino, more than anything.”