Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*Feed me it.*
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
*Consume, my bestest boi.*
So, Algernon Never.
He was there from the beginning. He was the carver. The butcher. The man who dissected great ones and beasts. He had always aspired not to join the Great Ones or the Hunters, but Master Willem. He wanted to save people, and in his mind education was the way to do it. Of course, once the beastly scourge began, his priorities had to change dramatically.
His parents weren't rich, but they had enough money to get by working as physicians. Algernon was always a good (if erratic) student, and had a feeling for meat since his childhood. As a resident of Hemwick Charnel Lane, he already had an interest in the occult, so his parents saved up enough to send him to Byrgenwerth to further his grim studies. Because of his unique skillset, they asked him to heal the tomb prospectors and perform any autopsies they needed done.
However, he didn't have enough money to eat regularly despite working directly for the college. He got extra credit, but no salary. So he made some... questionable eating decisions regarding the subjects of his studies. However, this led him to a great discovery: the Dredge, a reagent of great corruption that could do almost anything given the right input. It couldn't rival the Blood in healing, but it was filled with nutrients of such quality and variety that some were found nowhere else on earth. In its natural state, it couldn't rival a silver bell or a familiar in magical power, but when processed properly it could create psuedo-spirits that could function similarly. The cost of using this medium, however, was its tendency to have.. unintended side effects. To reality.
He has a stomach of iron, the mind of a master, and some severe mutations that he doesn't like to talk about. He's easily excited, stubborn, and optimistic about the future despite everything getting exponentially worse as time goes on. He barely know how to fight, isn't all that good at healing, and is generally just a mad scientist who harnesses forces outside of his control. But he's here, and that's what matters.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I LOVE IT- HE IS SILLY BOI. IT KINDA REMINDS ME OF THE BLOOD MAGIC USERS IN MK
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
*Ironically, this man fears and hates the blood magic system that exists in universe because of his school. He's also a wizard! A really stupidly dangerous one who can just accidentally summon a terrible random monster from the ether if he rolls poorly.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Woohoo for consequences!*
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
*just got back in from raking, anyone on?*
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 made Flint Lockwood as a Bloodborne OC. He's not as mechanically inclined, but he is still a mad scientist. Like, occult mad scientist, using forces way, way outside his control in an attempt to save Yharnam. He's very optimistic about the horrors he's unleashing despite both history and recent developments basically saying that everything he founded his research on is not to be meddled with.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*...wow. Does he still make it rain food though?*
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's trying. He's only level three, but he's really trying. He helped a bunch of ladies with silver bells and he's sure they'll return the favor and not summon a giant corpse monster instead. Food is so much nicer, you know?*
*Yharnam is his Swallow Falls, and blood vials are his sardines.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I like it. Want to rp?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sure! Anyone in particular you want? Felix only has two more days to live.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I want everyone here to know I might be on later! GOODBYE!!!*
*…wait he’s actually going to die???*
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's not like he's not going to get brought back. But yes, he will die. Omi will probably suffer for it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I am so embarrassed and angry.*
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
*Oh no! Do you want to talk about it?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm working on a mummy soldier. He is based off of Egyptian culture, and he has a ceramic warforged buddy (named Ceramic) that I have made on DNDB. I need suggestions for names*
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.
*My sister and me went into Joann fabrics and she embarrassed me in front of people.
I had spent a little over my gift card and had to pay with my visa and she asked me if I needed money. I said no and she was like "Oh, I thought you were poor" then when I confronted her about it in the car she said she didn't remember saying that*
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
*The (GP)? That's just... not a thing you say. Well, obviously it's something she does, but that's not right. Did she get defensive?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Duat*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels