Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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“You don’t need to help, trust me, I have been through many things, and they have all made me who I am. Taking away even one would slowly break that down, until I’m nothing at all.”
“Look at ya, yer so strong. Couldn’t a done it without ya.”
Evan walks in after them, still clutching their staff.
*Anybody else want to rp?*
“You are strong. Much stronger than you should be… you carry too much. But I’ll… I’ll respect your decision.
Felix nods. "I'll keep it under wraps. Thank you for being so merciful. I was just asking for trouble... gosh, I just keep messing up these days, huh?" He puts the plush back. "You've really blessed my day. My name is... wait. Someone might be listening." He grabs the plush, then looks back to her. "Felix Ambersmoke."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*BOINK*
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)
*I’m having a lot of fun playing Mother Misery. Do you like her, jester?*
*oh, sorry!*
he frowns, but quickly hides it. “if you say so.” He continues to dance as the music picks up again.
she notices, but makes up for it with good dancing
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)
“It is a pleasure to have your company, Felix.” She smiles, adjusting her top hat. “You probably already heard my name..” the final act is going to begin in about a minute. “I’m hope you’re enjoying the show?”
He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck again “Carrying a kingdom on your back helps to build strong muscles, what can I say.” His tone joking.
Samaritan is outside, in the market. He is shopping for clothing for himself but his body type, being 15 foot, makes it rather hard. He is currently looking at a new satchel for himself, one made of deer leather and brass.
Father Luciano is outside, chopping wood. He hums to himself as he does, sharpening his axe blade to make more cleaner cuts to the wood as not to have snags or splinters.
The Herald is sitting on the roof of the tavern, smoking. He is watching people who walk out, grumbling about them.
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
*Certainly, I don’t get to use Darius often, but I like that I actually have more room to use them now.*
"Well thank you, but I ain't" Basil smiles
"Are we getting a drink?" Wind says, enthusiastically
. ݁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!
It takes her a moment to understand. ”ah… that was a metaphor.”
He chuckles and continues to work “Hey Basil, do you have a love life?” He ask curiously.
He sits down at the bar “Sure, if you want to, I’ll pay for it.”
something seems on his mind. That’s apparent when he missteps and trips, yelping and falling, breaking the water tension and falling in, almost dragging her with him.
*Cut for Arch.*
He shrugs “Anyway, want to grab a drink sometime? You could tell me more about yourself, I’ve been talking about my life so much.”
"Of course. I've never seen anything like it. I should have expected as much from Archduchess Aurelia's domain of delight. I've never met a Fey Lady before though, so I believe I can be excused for that, if I haven't been excused enough this evening." He gives a little chuckle.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels