Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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He places a paw on the tabaxi's (I remember he's a tabaxi, correct me if I'm wrong) shoulder "How would you like to make a quick buck catering a dinner party? I've got a (GP) ton of ingredients locally grown in the Nightmare Realm, and I don't have the know-how to prepare them myself."
"I'm demisexual, so the wanton sex thing isn't really my jam. But wanton indulgence of other kinds I'm good with. I just never tried it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*OH COME ON! I JUST GOT BACK! Take care.*
“Several somethings, yeah~” He answers. “But you can’t provide any of them, I doubt…”
Riotan takes the glass and throws it in his mouth, crunching it up and swallowing it hard. “Thanks.” He sighs.
“I said greetings.” They raise their voice slightly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I thought you were writing well but if you’re going, I’ll see you around. Love you dude*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*yeah he’s a tabaxi*
“Uhh… I mean, I’m kinda busy right now… how long would this take?”
“Well it’s a shame about the first part ‘cause that’s my personal favorite element but anyway… what kinds of things would you want to spend your last day alive doing?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yeah, I can kill people pretty well, though that's not very helpful a lot of the time. I make machines sometimes, but no one ever tells me what they want, so I just keep making furnace-bots that cook things for me. It's fun to design them in the images of the creatures they're designed to cook, 'cause of the limitations that imposes, but I don't have much else to do in the Nightmare Realm. No one visits."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Jobah.*
He continues to groan and rub the bridge of his nose “You and I both know you’re audacious enough to ask, so just ask.”
He doesn’t even look surprised “Really? You know we don’t have unlimited cups here right?” He sighs “If you’re going to eat glass, eat the empty bottles.”
She gets up and walks over to them “Is somethin’ wrong lil guy?”
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm, I would visit you if I was given the chance. It’s hard to help people when killing is something you’re exceptionally good at, am i right?” He chuckles, “I’m a decent cook, maybe I could come around some time, I could bring board games.”
“Ask whaaaaat?~”
“Just hand them to me then…” He gestures halfheartedly to the bottles.
“I feel… conflicted. And epiphany has not aided me.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"It could be any time within the next week. My schedule is always flexible with good food involved. My guests can wait too. I'll pay you 100 gold an hour, in case you need convincing."
"I don't know. I guess eating something really, really good with the people I love."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He puts his hands to his face, groaning with annoyance “I’m not going to make you say what you want.” He puts his sword down.
He passes them the bottles, “What’s wrong with you? No one’s fun when they’re drunk and sad.”
“Sometimes ya feel conflicted, that’s just how it is, somethin’ will show ya what the right answer is eventually.”
"That would be awesome. I have this hotel down there filled with constructs and... other things. Since it's a nightmare, you can get whatever you dream up. Shame I'm not good at making cozy things, huh? Guess that's why no one comes to visit. Also the sheer amount of monsters that moved in. That's how I got good at killing things anyway."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Don’t worry about it, I’d say I’m durable enough to probably survive anything they may throw at me.” He chuckles, crossing his legs, picking up some of the lava around him in his hand “Maybe I’ll bring some warmth to your nightmare home.”
“W-well that’s a lot of money, but my boss is out of town ‘cause he’s getting divorced and I have to watch over his restaurant for him.”
“Well, who do you love and what are you craving?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You’re not? Then I won’t say it.”
“I’m not drunk or sad. I’m just sluggish ‘cause it’s cold.” He throws one of the bottles into his gaping maw and swallows half of it, shattering the other half and eating it progressively after chewing well.
“No… that’s not what I mean. I am experiencing hitherto unknown emotions.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Yeah, you’d probably like it if I made you do anything.” He begins taking his armor off.
“Close enough,” He creates a bit of fire on his finger “Hey, do you want to do something stupid? I’ve got a god in a bottle if you want to do something crazy.” He says, grinning like a mad man.
“What emotions ya dealin’ with? I’d be happy ta help somebody like ya with somethin’ like that.”
“Yeah, I probably would.” Rio agrees, grinning.
“A god in a bottle?” He looks suddenly manic and excited. “So you’re offering me a god to drink? You’re too kind, sir…”
“It feels as though my mind is constantly seeping one way… toward Omi.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He puts his armor away, as well as his sword “How’re your cult doing?”
He smiles wide back at them “I blew of a courthouse a few months ago, I’m certainly not too kind. Do you want them? It’s a god of justice.”
She smiles at them, leaning down “Ain’t that somethin’! Looks like you got a real interest in ‘em! Good fer ya!”
“Only one member, but she’s doing well. Her name’s Anna, and she’s my warlock.”
“Yes, yes I do. Thank you. But do you know how much power you’re handing off to a demon prince by doing this?” Rio smiles nastily.
“An… interest?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.