Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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*Eh, will you be on tomorrow or Friday? Because definitely then.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*No cause Texas is probably gonna get hit with bad snow*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yeah I know, no school. If you want to continue or do different characters I'm happy to. Didn't know you lived in Texas.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Yep. Yeehaw...and sure, just Theren and Phoenix really*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
It chuckles a bit. "A wonder, perhaps, though I'd hardly call myself natural. Unless you consider the Far Realm a kind of nature, that is." The thorns, like the rest of Helianth, look brittle and desiccated, but are surprisingly durable and sharp. It's especially odd considering sunflowers don't normally grow thorns.
She runs over to her small squad of mannequins that are in the warehouse, looking increasingly panicked. "Stop him! Slow him down!" She orders, the horrific creations turning to face him. *If this turns into combat, each of the four mannequins is just going to use the flesh golem stats, though I may make a homebrew statblock for them later.*
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)
*Anyway, I'm here now. How is everyone?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I may not have long, but here.*
A short man with blonde hair and rounded features is sitting in the Inn. He has a cup of water in front of him, body hidden underneath a black cloak. He reaches out with one hand, dropping coffee beans into the water along with a few other things. He taps the side of the cup and the water is suddenly hot coffee.
A teenage Triton walks into town, wearing a white, loose t shirt and black, loose pants. He has a trident over both of his shoulders, resting his hands on both sides to balance it there. He has a cigarette in his mouth and a bright red jacket over his shoulders as well. Some kind of sign is written on the back of the jacket.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Good morning my little loddles*
*Doing fine, I'm not dead yet. Did you see the stuff on the campaign pm? Just wondering.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Welcome back, fellow entity of chaos! I'm doing alright, floating through the day like a paralyzed sea creature at the ocean's surface, going wherever the waves take me. How are you, my friend?*
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)
*allo*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She chuckles with them, wiping away the slight bleeding caused by the thorns "Everywhere got a little bit o' nature. Here's got some nature, no matter how strange it is." She smiles wide at them "Would ya like a paintin' o' yerself pardner? Cause I could make ya one."
*Hmm. That's fun, you should make some homebrew.* He continues running, not caring about the mannequins, only his target, taking a full dash action which gives each of the mannequins an opportunity attack on him. As a bonus action he casts Hunter's Mark on KK.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*No, I don't think I did. I haven't gotten a notif for a while now. I'll check it out.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I was just making sure, because I thought y'all were taking a break or something.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*-cough cough- Anyone wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hoi :3*
*I'm a bit sad. I feel inadequate and just generally weak. I'm gonna keep working on Dyscharist to get my mind off of it. Do you remember him? I'm not sure if you were on when and where I played him.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I did intro two characters for you to interact with. Just making sure you know.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
It thinks for a moment, not immediately sure. "I think I would, thank you." It responds, not having the anatomy to smile but still seeming happy from its general body language and tone of voice.
Each of the mannequins attempts to strike at him with flailing arms (Mannequin 1: 9 to hit, 10 damage. Mannequin 2: 12 to hit, 11 damage. Mannequin 3: 14 to hit, 13 damage. Mannequin 4: 12 to hit, 11 damage.). KK produces a rapier from its sheath, taking the Dodge action as she anticipates an attack.
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)