Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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*Hey there friend, I am one of the mods here. My name is Lawrence but you can call me Wendi, Wendo, or Wendigo if you so like.
Please remember that you need to put all out-of-character writing in parentheses or asterisks as it is easier for others to under you that way.*
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
*morning wendo do you wanna rp? I have a char I'm really proud of and I have an hour before my friend comes over to run lines*
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)
*Anybody here?*
*[crawls out from under the floorboards] I'm still here, if ya wanna rp!*
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)
*(Runs away immediately) I would love to rp. Do you want anyone, because I don’t have the drive to pick for myself.*
(hi Yvonne)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*[abyssal shrieking sounds] Let's see... Merabelle and Tim?*
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)
*Any opinions on my villain backstory? I reposted it here for convenience.*
I was thinking he was born to a starving village that tried to feed him to the pigs since they didn't have enough food to take care of a growing boy, but he ended up eating one of the pigs instead. A powerful organization saw how much power he held to be able to do such a thing as a mere infant, and took him in to raise him, telling him about his tragic backstory and how he was so special and wonderful and they all loved him. He was sent out as basically a crusader, and he believed he was doing the right thing. He was miserable, but they told him he was happy, that this was the pinnacle of goodness and holiness and joy, and that they were giving him the best this world had to offer. Remember this.
When he was captured by enemy forces, they tortured him for years trying the get information out of him until he finally expired. He never said a word this entire time. In the netherworld, he found out that not only did everyone hate him for doing evil this entire time, but he had been serving a vile cult that exploited his devotion, they were never planning on sending anyone to help him out, and they were the reason the village he was born in was starving in the first place.
Everything he knew and loved was a lie. All the "good guys" were just as bad as the monsters they fought. And he had been complacent in it. He drowned his sorrows by gorging himself on the delights of the netherworld, his supernatural strength allowing him to eat his way through the hostile environment and monsters with ease, and his unearthly charisma making him beloved by the denizens of the plane. He grew to become one of the most dangerous beings down there, absorbing the power of the demons he ate and amassing his own cult of horrors and hedonists.
He fell back to the same problem as before: deciding that he knew who the good and bad guys were entirely by their relationship to himself. He had come to the conclusion that life was horrible and all living beings were suffering in their realm of filth and hate, while the netherworld was filled with free wonders and delights. He had suffered such trauma that even this hell felt like a heaven in comparison, and never once did it occur to him that some people up top might be truly happy with their lives and weren't just being told they were happy by someone stronger than them, or that they might not enjoy what he enjoyed.
He plotted for centuries to rise to the surface, to save all the people who needed to be saved, but he was always stopped by the Lords of the Deep and their security measures. However, recently, they removed all the things that kept spirits from escaping in order to supplement the war effort...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Of course, as you wish.*
Merabelle is gathering firewood for making food and such things, walking through the snow without any issue as she whistles to herself.
Tim is playing some kind of card game with his older brother in the park, the broad smile on his face as they play.
*I would read it, but I don’t want to subconsciously leverage it against the character, you know? So I’d rather learn it from the character during rps.*
*I think it's an incredible backstory! I may be a little bit biased, though, as I love the drama of a villain who genuinely thinks they're the hero of the story. Suitably tragic, and feels like they'd have lots of interesting interactions- especially with certain characters they might be able to convince...*
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)
*Is anybody here? Am I alone?*
*Thank you very much, Yvonne! I'm working on the stats right now, but I'm not sure how OP to make them. I'm thinking of just making them a level 40 player character or something and leaving it at that. Sounds appropriate for a being who absolutely dominated the entire underworld, but not actual god-level, right?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I am here and a bit depressed*
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
*I have re-emerged.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hello my dear friend.*
*Im sorry to hear that, can I do anything to help?*
*Is there anything I can do to help?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sorry about the delay, I'm back now.*
Omori is helping gather firewood, a large bundle of twigs and branches in her arms that she's somewhat struggling to carry but still managing, following Merabelle around and occasionally adding more sticks to the bundle.
Helianth is nearby, taking in sunlight. It occasionally looks back the two playing the game, happy to see Tim is happy.
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)
*Its okay.*
Every so often Merabelle takes a handful of sticks off of the stack, just to make sure the burden isn’t too much for Omori to bare, able to carry much more as she talks “Ya see, it ain’t bad fer a Druid ta take from nature, as long as we give back as much as we take. Nature’s all about balance, when ya can balance, ya can thrive.”
Tim notices and waves them over, Tony happy to have them bringing over a friend of theirs, continuing to play silently.