Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*as shall i. sorry, i’m having to tab between ddb and a ton of other stuff right now so i failed to notice you. i’m sorry.*
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 notices this and laughs a bit "Sorry, I suppose that doesn't make sense huh?"
"I do trust you though. I trust you a lot." He said truthfully.
The Writer happily takes it while Scott nods to him respectfully.
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
*Don’t be, I knew you guys probably either didn’t notice, or were busy and were ignoring me for a good reason. Do you want anyone specific? I did make an intro for all my DD characters.*
*Uhhh Sparrow, Rag, and Merabelle.*
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
*Duchess and Marie*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*You don’t have to pick, jsyk.*
Sparrow is working out in the forest, keeping his body in shape as he hasn’t for a little too long with everything that has been going on, a cigarette in his mouth as he does crunches.
Rag is working overtime in Samaritan’s restaurant even though he doesn’t need to, any customers that complain this late he simply silently intimidates into shutting up, not dealing with all that.
Merabelle is walking through a field of flowers in a flowing white dress that matches the snow, her hair blowing in the breeze as she breaths in all the nature around her.
The Duchess is sitting outside of the Inn, the corpse of what likely used to be someone sitting next to her, maimed beyond recognition at she peels an apple with one of her razor sharp names.
Marie is having a drink in the tavern, cleaning her many many knives while she does so, her cascading hair having turned into snakes and were hissing lazily at passersby.
It does not.
Riotan pulls away ever so slightly, but it’s clear he’s touched by this. “Th…thank you. So uh, I don’t know if you know this already, I’ve been trying to help protect and take care of this kid Mac, since he’s been through some awful [gp]. Abuse, murder, trauma… so I’m helping him out similar to Anna, you know?”
Caramel laps at her drink and Thirteen takes a seat. “So, shall we play something else?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen is attracted by the aura of death and moves over, interested.
Mauric is sweeping beside the tables and has to narrowly avoid the snakes as he passes.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She raises an eyebrow to them curiously, looking them up and down with slitted eyes, offering them the peeled apple “Would you like some?”
Marie raises her hand to prevent the snakes from getting to close, she smiles “Sorry about that, they get feisty sometimes.”
“…no thank you.”
“Ah, it’s alright. Worse has happened on the job.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nods softly, curtsying to them before consuming the apple whole, disappearing down her throat.
She chuckles, sticking herself with a poison filled dart before beginning to put her weapons away “I don’t think we’ve met before. Marie.”
“So who are you?”
“Mauric. Hey, we’ve got kinda similar names! Cool!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sorry about the delay. I don't have any specific ideas so far for the captain, but I should have one ready by the time the thread is ready!*
"Yes. They're a good friend of mine. Why? Do you know him?"
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)
She smiles, putting her hands on her lap “Most know me simply as the Duchess, but my name is Ambrosia, a deep pleasure to meet you.”
She smiles “We do, don’t we? That’s fun. Sorry if I’m getting in the way of you cleaning.”
“They- uhm… made a bit of an entrance while we were investigating the crime scene.”
"They did? First I've heard of it." She starts, beginning to reach for the notepad in her pocket before stopping herself. "What happened?"
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… there was... a lot of blood. And bodies.”
*Cut*
She senses the tone of discomfort, and pauses a moment. "We don't have to talk about that if you don't want to. I know I've been kind of asking you a lot of questions lately." She dryly chuckles a bit.
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)
“Thank you… I’d rather not. uhm…- have you enjoyed your visits to the court?”