Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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He takes it and suddenly produces a bottle of soemthing, it's a brown glass bottle with no label. "Here ya are boyo!" He said, grinning happily "and I am well!"
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
"No... I shouldn't have yelled at the shinigami..." he whispers. There are tears in his eyes.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Ah don’t worry ‘bout it sweetheart, I ain’t helpin’ ya build it, but I know somebody who would take some real deep interest in this. Real handsome too.” She says, winking at them and cackling “Really though, he’d be happy ta help.”
He stands up, putting his helmet back on “Help with what? Where?” He says, having had nothing to do for days.
“I know I got enemies, but don’t worry ‘bout me. I’ll do self indulging an’ all that without gettin’ myself hurt. I’m strong, real strong I’d say.” He puts them back down on the ground, sighing and adjusting his bowler hat.
*If Arch wants to rp?*
*Does anyone else want to rp? If so, picking the characters would be cool, you don’t have to though.*
Algernon Never, wrapped up tight in college clothes, a mask, gloves, and a cloak, is extracting blood from a dead beast out in the woods and examining it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Who’s he?”
It only emits a blank hissing sound.
“Okay. Just… I worry about you, y’know?”
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 notices him, puts back on her mask, and looks to Darius. It takes a moment for her to realize he has a hole in his chest. “I- are you dying right now-I-I you should be dying right now-… how… how did this one happen?”
Vanilla looks to Tim, twirling a candy cane in his hands. “What’s wrong?”
He looks at the bottle, drumming his fingers against it. "Is this safe for drinking?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*gasp-i know that character!*
Vanilla suddenly appears, sitting high up on a nearby tree with a little, ‘poof,’ sound. He has some hot chocolate, and he watches Algernon with intrigue. He makes no attempt to be quiet.
*I wanna RP, but I'm drawing blanks. Thane, I guess, since I haven't played with him in a while.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Names Arthur, I could set ya up with ‘em if ya want ta get ‘some work done’.” She says, happy to help.
He sighs “Can you show me how I can help at least?”
He smiles, nodding “Thank ya Riotan. It means a lot. How ‘bout ya help me, I ain’t exactly good at this whole self indulging thing.”
He looks down to the hole, raising an eyebrow “I probably am dying.” He turns to them, smiling softly “How are you doing? Well I hope.” He says, the wound slowly leaking blood.
They turn down their head, looking deeply sad “M-my friend, he’s hurt, and I can’t help him, no matter what I try.”
“Oh…” Mauric looks even sadder. “He made your life awful… that’s not fair. What does he even get out of this?!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Gah!" He drops the vial, but manages to catch it despite looking too hefty to make any quick movements. "W-where did you come from?" He stares for a second with his big, purple eyes. "Want some magic mochi?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*It’s all good, here you go.*
Thane is taking care of his child, he has nothing else to do at the moment, so this is the happy life he gets to live. He sits on the steps to the Inn, cradling the child in his arms.
"He seemed to be having a lot of fun, I guess."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I’m from… up north. Which is really more to the west. And west, heh, south, what’s the difference! And then a bit to the east… eh, doesn’t matter. I would love some magic mochi! Do YOU want some magic hot cocoa?”
“Gods above… do you think it will be fatal?”
Vanilla looks a mix of concerned, intrigued, and… excited. “Oh. What’s happening to him?”
*Cut for Arch.*
“That likely depends on if it’s treated or not.” He says, letting his hair down from the bundles it stuck in.
“He’s, so he’s the last of his kind, a- and he’s starting to feel cold all the time, a- and I don’t know what to do, and…”