Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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Basic Rules (2014)
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*Eya is doing nothing, and Mahl by proxy is doing nothing, given they share a body.*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*blip*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Darius is walking around town curiously, the lioness that follows them seems to have a raw slab of meat in their mouth as he looks around.
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.)
He bows deeply, smiling at them "Oh but of course, it is the least I could possibly do. Nice to meet you too, everyone calls me the strongest primate highschooler, as it were. You can just call me Darius."
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.)
"Yeah, sure, I'll help you out." She looks up at the sky as well.
The bird rests in an empty basket it finds. Omori seems quite comfortable in her surroundings, though seems just the tiniest bit conflicted about it.
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)
(hi Yvonne)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
The Lioness roars at them, before turning away, embarrassed "Oh, I haven't seen them react like that around many people. My companion in hunting, I don't mind your name either."
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.)
He wraps his tie around his face like a mask, revealing the eye holes that have been cut into it beforehand. To be blunt, it looks stupid, but it seems to give him the courage to respond.
"Hel-" his voice cracks before he clears his throat. "Hello to you as well!" He speaks in a confident, almost bubbly voice. "My name is Cecil, Lord of the Fries."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*yes*
"Hmm..." Basil looks around "Eya? Thane? That person that tried to murder me?"
Lify climbs down "What... The... Hell...?"
Cherry looks "Nothing..."
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
He chuckles, laying down on the ground, and looking to the sky "Thank you."
She finishes the broth, putting a bowl in their hands after pouring it out for them and getting her own, sitting down next to them "Here ya go, now lets get thinkin'."
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.)
*Hmmm... not sure what to do with that...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Helianth leans in a bit closer, though still not within melee distance, three of its other flower heads focusing on him as well. "Nice to meet you, Cecil." It croaks. "I am Helianth." Though it glances curiously at the tie with its smaller flower heads, it makes no comment on it.
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)
They see Max getting beaten down in an alley by three people wearing animal masks. "Murderer!" One spits, kicking him. "Animals have feelings too, meat dealer!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Helianth... a reference to the Helianthus genus? Quite on the nose, but some things don't need to be subtle. It's a beautiful name regardless." He takes a glance at the covers of the books they are reading.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The lioness beside him approaches the people in the alley, and Darius soon follows. He puts a hand up "If you don't mind, can I ask what is happening here?" He says calmly.
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.)
*my brother was being stupid and fought with me, so I only have half an hour :(*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
"Glad to help." She simply replies, remaining sitting and looking skyward.
She gratefully accepts the bowl, taking a small sip from it and seemingly not bothered by its high temperature. "Yes, let's." She looks over at the raven sitting in the basket, thinking. The raven looks quizzically back at her.
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)