Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*Nope, trying not to be picky in any way shape or form, anyone will do.*
Their hands are the texture of velvet but very cold. “Thank you.”
Rio sits beside him, concerned. “Oh [gp] I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you or anything.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Alright, I'll go and get the stuff. You can keep the dumplings and lunchbox." He waddles off toward his house.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I was thinking Prosperity, but I don't want to stretch myself too thin with that one. I want to start small, so I'm still looking for a domain at this point."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Alrighty!*
KK is at the Faceless Fair, repairing one of the mannequins by re-stitching its arms back on.
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)
*oh. I see*
The Hunter seems to watch with interest, drawing what they can assume is the mannequin in a bloody journal, his silver eyes analyzing.
"Really? T- Thank you very much." She replies, waiting for his return, and eating a few of the dumplings of pure void as she waits.
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)
*Maybe, but I’ll take anyone.*
Rag, who had been missing for the past few weeks walking into the bar and sits down, being a towering giant he’s a little hard to miss, especially when he sits down and shakes the entire bar.
She looks up at the Hunter, just now noticing him. "Oh, hi! You enjoying your time at the fair?"
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)
"Well, I wish you the best of luck. I'm not sure if I have anything I can do other than keep you fed right."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“It is… slightly disappointing… I expecting some more mind rending sights but I suppose that’s just me.” He says politely, closing the journal.
*The author himself talked to me about it and said that it sucks, but that's just how the publisher works.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles a little bit “That’s more than I could ask o’ ya, yer a hero, didn’t even give me time ta mourn did ya?” He gets a little choked up.
*alright. I’ll look into the system.*
*also, you know how to play Fate, right?*
*Cut for Salem.*
He turns to him “Don’t smile at me like I’m your friend. I’m not.” He says flatly, ordering himself a barrel of something to drink.
Don comes out, cracking his shoulders and neck “Dang, Abaddon’s got so much work for me these days.”
Dracula steps out of a shadow, sitting next to them, playing some Mario and Luigi “Hello there my dear.” He says.