Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*Cut for Tarra.*
He smiles to them, giving them a heavy hug “Hey there friend.”
“I’m good, I guess, good to see you again.”
He looks at her, before sipping some of his wine.
He walks over to the protogen, taking out one of his shortswords, pointing the wires.
*Ill just give you some people.*
Rag is finally back, and is serving up some meals for people, his rage completely extinguished.
The Duchess is having a sip of wine at the bar, a chunk of her own arm seems to be missing, blood and wine stain her lipstick as she visibly heals, her legs crossed.
He immediately moves a bit back as she approaches “You… shouldn’t get close Omori…”
Felix stands there, an obese, four foot tall ferretfolk with golden fur and dark green eye shadow. He carries a jar with some sort of red and black, hostile-looking orb inside, thrashing and slamming into the walls. "I heard you were in need of something terrible."
"I've been okay. I think I adopted an angel." He sits down and begins to strum a gentle tune.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*im going to auditions so gtg*
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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
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"Wow, when you say it like that, I made a real (GP) out of myself, huh? I'm sorry about that. I'm Felix, if people haven't rubbed that in your face yet."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut*
She moves away from Tim a little bit. "Okay... why? I... do I scare you?"
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)
His smile immediately drops as he puts his things down, standing to his full height “Who do I need to kill.” He says it as an order more than a question.
She looks down to them, a towering woman who smells of blood, though not quite a vampire “I do? Well we can’t have that.” Her voice sultry.
"How are you doing?" Basil hugs Thane back
"You too!" Wind opens their arms for a hug
Lify's horn drips with more ink
It stares "He-llo"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
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Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He shakes his head vigorously, putting his hands up “N-no, I just… don’t want to hurt you…” He looks down to his knees.
KK looks at the orb violently thrashing about in its container, seeming curious and not the least bit afraid. "Oh, hello Felix! Whatever is that thing?"
"Really?" It asks, sounding somewhat interested but not looking over at him. "Do elaborate."
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)
"Okay. I'll just stay over here." She responds, still watching from the shadows with curiosity- Tim can't even make out any sort of silhouette. She almost seems to be part of the surrounding night.
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)
Felix takes a big sippy and coughs. "Thanks. I actually kind of almost killed Riotan once. But we're chill now. I'm glad he's making friends now. He seemed pretty lonely."
He sits down next to Tim. "The stars are beautiful, aren't they?" He offers the plush owlbear. "Each one is different. Too many to count."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I am doing well, though I must assist my friend Sparrow.”
He gives them the hug, although slowly, the hug tight.
He stands up, kissing them on the cheek “When are we going to kill your dad?”
“And what might you be?”