Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*Cuz tired.*
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 have to go for a long while, but I'll miss you guys!*
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
Thirteen is sulking at the bar after losing at Risk to Caramel.
Mauric is keeping the restaurant running, far more comfortable with his position now.
Loriche has been working the wall as best as she can for as long as she can.
Riotan is looking for ferrets and/or weasels.
Eito is asleep, curled up like a cat at the feet of the rocky Kasinen shrine.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*see you around, new comrade!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Alrighty, I'm back. Doth anyone wish to rp, perchance?*
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)
*all of my characters are available in the above post*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Lore appears beside him, grinning madly "You want to see something?"
From the other side, Home is trying to stick his head through.
Riotan feels a presence behind him. Samaritan stands there, dressed in a pure black suit with black clothes covering his heads. He tilts his middle one "Would you care to accompany me to dinner by any chance?"
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
Riotan finds Omori, who is stargazing outside the Inn.
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)
*I will make a snakesona at Yvonne's vague suggestion.*
*It may take a bit. I'm not entirely sure what theme to go for, but I think I'll have fun. Shadows, industry, the deep, nightmares, ghosts, it could be anything at this point.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Thirteen raises his head morosely. “Sure…”
“Think… hahh… think it’s almost wide enough?” She pants, swinging heavily.
“Oh!” Rio looks up, seeming to slightly blush. “Yeah, of course.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rio looks up too. “Something about the night sky always makes me want to get some mutilating done.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She leads him upstairs and points to the bed where Harmonia and Soul are. A spectral wolf pup lies amongst the covers. "She created her first familiar!" She says and gestures to Harmonia.
"I could try and squeeze out. Would be a tight one though." He said, shimmying a bit.
Samaritan nods and lifts the cloth to reveal his burnt and scarred face. He presses a kiss to Riotan's head before standing back up "Would you prefer a place personally?"
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
She looks over at him with a bit of surprise, not immediately noticing him. "Oh, hello. It's beautiful, is it not?" She asks, looking back up to the stars.
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)
*hello, my darlings!*
*since I only have the Archduchess and mother misery, I’m thinking of making a new character so I have at least some options.*
*what do you all think about a deity of sweets?*
*Ooh! She and Abi would get along well. (Abi is the lesser God of sugar.)*
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
*how interesting! I’m workshopping the idea right now, I think their portfolio will include stuff like candies, sweets, hospitality, and also specifically hot coco. I’m thinking of naming them Vanilla.*
*fun fact: male reindeer lose their antlers in late fall, but females lose theirs in early spring. Rudolph is often depicted with Antlers. Rudolph, therefore, might be Trans.*
“Oh, marvelous!” Thirteen looks genuinely cheered by this. “It’s always wonderful to see the next generation learn the Art and respect it… though I can’t say my own familiar is in my good graces at the moment…”
“Nah, don’t bother with that… we’ve almost got it…” She continues chopping. “Then you can finally leave, then maybe you can come live with me, and I can make you armor and teach you magic and we can hang out… it’ll be so cool!!!”
Riotan stares up at him, surprised. “N-no… anywhere you’d like… unless you prefer me to pick.”
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 sounds like it'd be a wonderful character to me! I look forward to whatever you create, friend!*
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)
*:D*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.