Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*good end?*
"Yes, that's an example."
"No you're not!" Rio chides. "And why shouldn't you want to? If there's anyone who knows how hot I am, it's me. You shouldn't be ashamed of yourself."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The ghost is a little girl, maybe 11. She looks like Alice in wonderland. “Oh! You can see me?”
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“I’m Emma!” She appears to have frostbite in her fingers and face. It wouldn’t take a Sherlock to figure out her cause of death, that’s for sure
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Apologies for the delay*
Panicking a little bit, she tries to look for the source of the scent, repeating "Please don't be a corpse, please don't be a corpse, it's too early for this..." under her breath as she does.
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)
*gtg soon*
”you too!” She’s practically beaming.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"A lot of places. The coffee jelly is made from a specialty blend I get at the tavern. The sugar is relatively difficult to get, but it's very good. I don't know the type, but I know there aren't very many brands that sell it. I make sure to get it from the markets whenever they have it. I have a serious sweet tooth, so it's nice to be able to write it off as a business expense."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"She's very beautiful." He doesn't make any move to take a closer look at it, as if he would offend it. "My mother is usually busy. She doesn't even have time to arrange a visit with me."
No vibes for a second. Then a confirmation. The presence begins to fade as the offering runs out. But before it does, her attention is directed toward the plaque on the headstone.
"In loving memory: Felix Ambersmoke. Beloved friend of many."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He chuckles. “A sweet tooth? You and me both.”
He rubs his hands together, fidgeting absentmindedly “Maybe some warm tea if you want to give me some, thank you.”
He looks for anyone who can do anything, it doesn’t matter who, it doesn’t matter the price, be it gold or blood, he just wants to find someone who can help the person he loves.
She raises an eyebrow “Of course, you seem busy, I’ll go visit him one of these days to make sure he’s okay.”
She crosses her legs, moving her veil from her face, looking into their soul with her crimson eyes “I wouldn’t mind it if you are offering.”
He seems to think for a second. "Yes. Yes." His voice is dreamy, almost relieved.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He opens a single eye, the silver iris piercing the mist to them “Hello.” He bows his head respectfully.
He eventually sticks the blade into the ground, and thinking he’s alone, flexes his arms, smiling wide.
*any other chars?*
"I usually publish my papers through scientific journals."
"That's true, but I can still help you. Not as as a romantic partner, but as a friend."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.