Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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“Thank you.” He orders a single bottle, pouring it for himself “Do you want some?”
James is grinning like an idiot.
Cherry looks at him
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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!
Victor sit next to them, looking to the coin, his eyes seeming to count them “You missed a one,” He calmly says, ordering himself the heaviest stuff the bar offers.
"Uh- yes please" Basil turns to Thane "So, how's life?"
"So, do ya wanna find a place like the blossom at Vanderbilt?" Lify streches
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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 pours them a glass, sliding it over to them “Finally… good again.” He raises the glass, before downing it.
His eyes shine “That sounds much better than drinking poison to pass the time, of course.”
Basil only has a few sips of the whiskey at a time "Great" Basil smiles
Lify goes to the nearest forest, and climbs up trees, to attempt to survey her surroundings better
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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 looks over, then recounts, then checks his papers again. "Must've been the smoke. Or the booze. Either way, my profits have been down this time." He chews the end of his exceedingly expensive stogie. "Not as much as I thought, and thank you for that, but still a bit down."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Profits aren’t easy to keep up when you give anyone whatever they want. Speaking of which, do you got anything that can kill an immortal.” He can see a knife sticking out of Victor’s neck, his eyes bored as he drinks it down without trouble.
*Cut for Tarra.*
“How about you, I hope your life is well, I don’t want to worry about you.” The cactus whiskey is hot, spicy, heavily so.
James follows as much as he can, which isn’t much without magic, more slippery than anything.
"Nothing that I'm legally allowed to mention. I have some booze that has killed gods before, but..." He pulls the knife out and starts playing with it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
His neck only bleeds for a moment, the wound closing nearly immediately “I’m not looking for something that kills gods, something stronger than that.” He says.
"It's good- I just got about ten PC from my job"
Lify shouts out "There!" then descends from a tree and rushes over to a blossom tree
. ݁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!
"Eh, well, 'god' is about as strong as luxury items get when it comes to lethality. I'm sure some people have stronger weapons, but I don't deal in them. I only carry what I can wield, which happens to be a rifle that fires salted bullets. I have this recipe that will stop your heart, but technically you just become undead for four hours, and I'm not sure it will work on something with supernatural vitality."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“What is your job… I don’t remember you saying.” He asks curiously.
James chases after, moving through the forest with ease, headed towards the tree after them, somehow arriving before them.
He sighs, looking to the empty glass in his hand “No one has what I’m looking for huh?” He takes out a death cap mushroom from his pocket and eats it whole, his eyes tired “Do you know where I could find anything lethal to me?”
"Oh- I work kind of as a freelance diplomat! making kingdoms allies and such" Basil pulls out a paper
"So- we found the tree" Lify sits down at the stump of the tree
. ݁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!
"Nope. Never even thought to look. I feel sorry for ya' man." He does not elaborate further. He thinks for a moment. "Well, there are some ways to remove a concept from existence, but those were all basically fairy tails and I never had much interest in them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He doesn't look up. "It's rude to stare."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
His eyes widen with surprise, before smiling wide “That’s an amazing job, and it sounds like a satisfying one too. Good on you.”
He joins them, leaning against them softly, playing his lute “I promise I won’t make people stupid with 8th level spells again.”
“Oh those? I’ve encountered them, and I’ve seen people use them, considering how long I’ve had to look. Though back in those days I wasn’t interested in dying like I am now.” He takes his knife back, sticking it back into his neck.