Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*[crawls back in hole.]*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Hey come back, I have lunch for you.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Theren glances at Lore. "S-she thought it would be a good idea to...to get some therapy..." he says, tapping his temple.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(welcome back)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Good morning, this still suits my mood so imma just use it still if anyone wants to rp*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Baalze detected*
Omori looks over at them, smiling as well. "Wait, there was three?" She begins trying to repeat what she did before to see for herself, to a partial success- at one point making two instead of three. She audibly gasps at the sight, her smile growing wider.
One of his hands moves to his back a touch, but stops. "Eh, I'll manage just fine." He says, chuckling to himself.
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)
She picks her up, spinning her around a bit with a matching wide smile "Yer manifestin' yer magic so well, look at ya!" She puts them back down "Makin' progress much faster than I did. I'm just so proud o' ya." She sits down next to them.
The burning stops as soon as he moves, Sparrow spits at the ground "Heard Merabelle handled ya on her own, ya ain't gonna manage if yer still workin' fer them."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
KK notices the new vending machines, and decides to investigate, moving over to one to see what it is or how it works.
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)
She can't help but laugh a bit out of sheer joy. "Thank you! I'm trying my best- I might actually be able to cast a full-on spell soon!" She also sits down by Merabelle.
"That's what I was trying to say- I'm not working for 'em anymore. They said I wasn't useful to them anymore- honestly, don't care if that was true or not. Maybe they just got fed up with me." He says with a smile.
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)
The red-haired man is staring at the advertisements on the side depicting a chubby polar bear with a vest and tie, but then he hears her coming and turns a bit, smiling nervously. "A-ah, so you're interested in these new machines? They're marvels, you see." He's dressed in the same reds, whites, and yellows that color the box itself, and he has a little metal name tag that reads Max McAllen, Manager. "They cook up your food perfectly right when you need them. They're a bit slower than at our main location, but that's just how it goes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"An' when you do I hope I'll be there ta see ya do it." She says, plants begin to grow around the both of them, and Omori can feel something strange flowing through her like a conduit, it feels like... nature strangely enough as Merabelle smiles.
He raises an eyebrow "Don't believe ya, my sisters'll scheme an' lie whenever they get the chance." They continue walking towards the Inn "Come on, do ya smoke?" He takes out two infernal cigarettes.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Fascinating. Almost reminds me of... well, that's besides the point." She looks around at the machine, looking to see if there's some spot from which she can see its inner workings.
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)
There is a large, locked panel on the side. There's also a big window on the front where you can see some of the inner workings, pretty much just where the food is cooked. There's a grill with a press, a mandolin-like device for onions, a transparent pressure fryer, a shake-mixer... overall, it looks very over-engineered. A lot of focus on the spectacle. "You can also, uh, get sauce packets for free, but only five at a time per purchase. I spent a lot of time working on it, but they're still prototypes. Not sure if they can, uh, make a profit, but I know they're food-safe and won't explode... so long as I stick around and maintain them every couple days. No one else knows how since, you know, can't afford to train people to maintain a technology we might not keep, heh." He rambles a bit.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*baalze, hows ur day been so far?*
Feeling the odd energy coursing through her being, Omori curiously looks up at the sky for a second- it's a cloudless day, but something almost feels... well, she's not quite sure. She smiles back at Merabelle. "I hope so too." She replies.
Cathcart thinks for a moment, before politely declining the offer. He does follow Sparrow, though.
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)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Nothing has happened, but I'm very tired and I get to see my counselor for the first time in weeks. I hope those two don't conflict too much.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They pick some of the flowers around them, looking closely at them, and up to the cloudless day with a sigh. She puts the flowers back into the dirt, "Do ya want somethin' ta eat? You've been workin' hard."
He lights his own cigarette and puts the other away, he takes a seat in the rocking chair outside the Inn "Sorry 'bout my sisters. They're a handful, the both o' 'em."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)