Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*(Bites you affectionately)*
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
Its main flower head tilts slightly. "...Build just about anything, you say? How curious." It begins to pace around him- not in a tight circle, but moreso ambling in a general loop- now with all of its flower heads fixated on him. "You know, I've some experience with building things myself."
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)
*(Passes away promptly and without fanfare)*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*That's how it is sometimes.*
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.)
Chimpmask screams and falls to the ground, not in pain, but just overwhelmed with terror. Horsemask jumps back as dogmask draws a knife takes a step or two back, holding out a hand as if to hold back the man and the lioness. "T-there are no bad animals, man! You've got a companion, you should understand this!" Max slowly rises from the ground, stumbling as he tries to gain his footing. He takes the one-armed man's chimp mask and puts it on, ignoring the terrified teenager he took it from. He stands up, silent but assertive, a far cry from the nervous, frail man he was a moment ago.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*My character, Max, is a manager for a fast food place. He's actually a lot of things, but that one is the most obvious one.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Samaritan is outside. He is talking with William, discussing the plans to purchase cooking utensils for the Red Plate. Samaritan is offering to take him to places in hell where he purchased his own tools but William shrugs and shakes his head.
Father Luciano is outside, despite the cold. He holds a spear on hand, protecting the church. Recently, some shadows have been trying to get into the church but he has so far stopped them. The arcane sigils over his body glow bright blue.
Doctor Gigli is in his office, humming to himself as he writes a few letters to local townsfolk who need to pick up their prescriptions.
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
"I'm sorry I had to take your arm, and I truly do not hope it was your dominant, but if I see you around town harming anyone else, or see anyone with masks like yours harming anyone I will take your head next time." He takes one of his short swords, holding out the hilt for them to pick themselves up with it "I am so very sorry."
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.)
*Sounds like something Eya would be interested, if only to get some social interaction. And some coin on the side as well.*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*You aren’t a disappointment, I love you and I love cookies.*
They do sniff the hand warily before returning back to Darius’s side “I hunt whatever we need to survive, hide for clothes, meat to eat, my life is luckily not a complex one.”
"Ah, but I can tell by your books that you're on a whole different level. I mostly make vending machines and mechanical suits. And other innovations in the areas of service and fast food, but that's not as big a deal as manipulating the sun." He tilts his own head, slowly turning to keep an eye on Helianth's main head.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
KK is silent for a while. "That... that certainly complicates things. Though, it does also narrow our search a bit more. I imagine with a little research we'll be able to find that city and help get your memories in order in no time at all." She keeps taking notes.
"I've had a few names from past summoners before, but I'd say my favorite was... Amber, I believe it was." Omori is silently listening while she takes another sip of broth.
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)
He nods, his gaze to the sky growing distant, as if he was trying to dig through his own mind, in search of farther clues before sighing, unable to find any “Thank you again, I’ll try my best to make it worth your time somehow.”
She turns to Omori, wanting to hear their thoughts “Does that work fer ya Omori sweetheart? After all, they’re yer familiar as much as yer theirs. Ya got ya say somethin’ on it.”
"Manipulating the Sun?" It chuckles a bit. "Close, but not quite. I'm planning on harnessing the Sun. Capturing some of its core radiant essence to sample its taste. The stray light we catch on the surface is delectable, sure, but it's just the icing- I'm striving for the whole cake."
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)
Samaritan is outside. He is talking with William, discussing the plans to purchase cooking utensils for the Red Plate. Samaritan is offering to take him to places in hell where he purchased his own tools but William shrugs and shakes his head.
Father Luciano is outside, despite the cold. He holds a spear on hand, protecting the church. Recently, some shadows have been trying to get into the church but he has so far stopped them. The arcane sigils over his body glow bright blue.
Doctor Gigli is in his office, humming to himself as he writes a few letters to local townsfolk who need to pick up their prescriptions.
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
*Thats assuming I care what you’ve done.*
“I cannot credit it all to myself, my companion and friend has done as much hunting as I. When I was sick they would find food for both of us.”