Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*I may get to play AL DnD this Monday, so I'm making a new character to celebrate.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Alright. Great. So when are you planning to leave?”
“YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH”
“Lucky you. Take all the time you need. I’m working for you, after all.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Okie dokie my beloved creatures. I need sleep. I shall see you all in the morning.*
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
*goodnight dear*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*BOO*
*sure! I have the Archduchess Aurelia in the Yuletide ball, and I have mother misery, who’s basically like a doctor but with a fun twist*
*Aurelia is Bisexual*
The ball, taking place in a domain of delight beyond the river’s reflection, is full of festivities, music, and dancing. Apparently there was an accident during a performance at the theatre, but we need not worry about that right now. Aurelia (I’ll post her description later) is talking with some guests, a slightly concerned expression on her face. Two guards flank her at all times.
Mother misery has taken residence in a run down, previously abandoned church, which she, along with her following of acolytes, has refurbished into a hospital. Most of the patients are grievously injured, a few literally dying, but none of them are in pain. Mother misery, a masked woman in a red dress, showing no skin at all, is beside a young man suffering from a fatal case of weeping pox. He seems peaceful, despite the sores and pustules all around his face.
*may i have a description for both of them?*
Aurelia turns her head to Seasha. “Oh, uhm- yes, everything is fine…” she starts, masking her concern with a pleasant smile. “You are?”
Mother Misery looks to Reese, tilting her head. Seeing her expression, she looks over to one of her acolytes and calls to them. “Oh Mary, could you light some candles? It must smell quite dreadful in here…” she stands up and approaches Reese. “Hello, dear. What ails you?” She says calmly, her expression indiscernible through the mask, which displays a peaceful expression.
*aww, alright*
*hey arch*
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
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*I AM FINALLY STARTING MY SPELLJAMMER CAMPAIGN THIS MONDAY*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hiya!*
*how fun, who’s your character?*
*also, wanna rp?*
*my character is the DM.*
*and sure if you’re still on and up for it, but my replies will probably be kinda slow.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ooh, how fun!*
*and absolutely! I have Archduchess Aurelia, who’s currently at the Yuletide ball in her domain of delight, and Mother Misery, who’s in town and has refurbished an old church to be a hospital*
(why am I still awake -v- )
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin