Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*I could do all three, sounds nice! But I will be a bit busy this Christmas Eve, so I might disappear. I’m making my bed right now. Maybe Mother Misery and the neighbor, Aurelia and the beast, and Vanilla and the Magus?*
*hello loves!*
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He sighs, looking to them once he finishes helping another person “Fine, I’ll let you heal me if I get sick.” He is obviously lying, and not trying to hide it as he goes to the next person.
Tim looks at them, quite surprised by the power, though he’s not able to sense his own. Vanilla can sense high levels of power, not enough to rival his own, but if Tim understood anything out it, he could easily level this entire region.
she grumbles something under her breath, before healing someone who is having a nasty fever.
Vanilla sighs. “Ello there…” he says to Tim.
Tim is continuously having his world view shattered by their simple words, unable to easily understand “Wh- what do you mean? He… he’s scary… but he says he cares about us… Tiffany and Tyler say he cares… but they…”
*Epic!*
The Neighbor stands nearby, that distorted smile still stretched across its face. "Weeping Pox, I see. I've got something for that. Well, not a pound of cure, but an extra ounce of prevention."
A massive beast of indeterminable species with deep blue fur, colorless spiral eyes, and black ram horns lays down on Aurelia's couch. "They're going to get away, aren't they?"
From the darkness again comes a figure. A long, tattered, sleeveless robe in pure deep blue, a pale, featureless mask with a black spiral carved into it, long, barnacle-speckled arms. "So tired. Why don't you just close your eyes so you can be awake later?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Arch.*
He stands up once he’s done all he can for them, cracking his neck, his arms now almost entirely stone up to the bicep.
Tim smiles back at them politely “Hello. Why do you look all tingly? If I can ask.” He asks meekly, referring to the massive amount of wild magic.
"Tiffany and Tyler... he wasn't even creative with your names. Your siblings were deceived by your father, just like you were. You need to save them. You do love your siblings, don't you? You don't want someone to take advantage of them, do you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Mother misery looks to the neighbor. ”Hmm?… really?” She says, suspicious.
Aurelia is just walking into her private quarters, to take a break from the festivities, when she sees the beast and hears it say that. She gasps, dropping her glass of wine. ”W-what… are you?” she yells, manifesting a rapier in her hands. She hears what the beast says, and she seems to be pretty bothered by it, though she tries to hide it.
Vanilla barely even realizes they’re there. “Mmm… yeah… that sounds nice…”
He begins nodding slowly “I… love them… they are just… scary sometimes… but he isn’t… he can’t be… he’s been taking care of us… after mom died…” He stops for a moment “Wait… I… I don’t remember how she died… it’s like… it’s missing.”
Mother misery looks to him, probably worried underneath her mask. She turns back, continuing to transfer the wounds of the sick to her.
”…tingly? Uh-…. Oh-, I’m just- a-… do you want a candy cane?”
He shakes his head at their concern, and begins walking to the sick he can’t help, using his infectious charisma to support them, trying to help them through this time through words where he cannot act.
He nods enthusiastically “I would like a candy cane, if you don’t mind.”
*merry christmas and happy hanukkah*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mother Misery walks over to Darius, whispering in his ear, just quiet enough so nobody else in the church hospital can hear them. “I believe this might be the start of a… weeping pox outbreak.”
he proudly produces a candy cane from thin air, handing it to Tim. He snaps, and it starts snowing outside. The fire suddenly has more wood to burn, and the tavern just seems twice as cozy.
*Hey Jobah.*
"'Course. It's an upgraded version of Detect Poison and Disease, but put into a seeing stone. The Magus made it at my request, and I can lend it to you for as long as you need it. It identifies infections before the symptoms even show up."
It chuckles, standing up and trotting over to her while avoiding the broken glass, its nose now inches away from the tip of her weapon. "The Beast. You can call me whatever you like. 'Mothman' and 'Grimm' are quite popular. I was just thinking that you need to put more focus on this investigation. Something terrible could happen if you remain this casual about it."
"Perhaps I could make the atmosphere a bit cozier. Fairy lights, animated instruments..." It moves a bit closer, as much dragging itself with its arms as walking.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You never had a mother. And as for his care?" It yawns. "One must maintain their tools to keep them functional. Has he ever asked you to do something strange, Tim?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He nods slowly along with them, whispering back “All signs lead towards that conclusion. I can prevent it from spreading as much as I can, but I won’t be able to reach everyone.” He sighs, disappointed in himself.
They happily take the candy cane, in awe of what they care capable of as they begin to consume it, smiling happily at them, their eyes changing colors as their power seems to fluctuate.
“S-sometimes… but he always said it was for a good reason… why else would he make us do anything like that?” He begins tearing up, all of this so overwhelming for him, causing him to shiver.
“The Magus?… would that mean you’re… the other one?” she says, taking a few steps closer.
”I-I was just- it’s only- the party isn’t even over…” she falters. “What… do you want to do with the investigation?..”
Vanilla nods along, putting their hot cocoa on a table next to them. “That’d be perfect… how’d you’d know?”