Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*Okay, I have a little time, but I'm probably going to spend a lot of it researching 16th century baking.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*a reasonable use of time.*
*as we all should*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Tengen is a demon samurai who exists as a vengeful spirit meant to wander the planes like Ghost Rider or Moon Knight. He isn’t truly alive anymore, existing as a suit of armor who can take the appearance of what he used to be, or of a Japanese man similar to such. They don’t have to all be different races, but I thought that would be fun if they were. The divine servitude part I planned to be intentionally vague, they work for a group only known as the Black Crown, and that’s all they know other than that’s where they get their orders occasionally from. It gives me more room to come up with ideas, or if someone else does I can let them expand the story as well. Need anything else?*
"Company in the cold and dark. Nothing much." He says cheerily.
"Yeah. His name's Home, and he's probably my only other friend aside from Leo."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sounds like an amazing use of your time, incredible indeed.*
*that sounds very fun. I can work with this. And they serve the Black Crown because of (some vague reason here)? I can definitely work with this. She will be a Weschelkind, almost like a porcelain doll, with an umbrella, on the inside of which there is a toothy maw leading to an expansive stomach demiplane.*
He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose “And you decided to ask me to be your ‘company’? I assume there are other demons in this town.”
She lets them go, smiling wide “It’s always good ta have friends. Must be hard ta get any when yer first thought when meetin’ someone is ta hide.” She cackles, “Just jokin’.”
*That sounds like an incredible idea, and you can come up with the reason yourself, the backstory connects to the reason, and you don’t have to tell anyone your backstory. I wonder what their relationship with the other sins will be.*
"No, not really. Just you and I. Isn't that funny?"
"Well, there's kind of been an evil spirit messing with me lately. I had no idea if you were an enemy."
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 sighs “Of course there aren’t any others, there are children made from plastic but not demons. Oh well, Tengen, Sin of Wrath, you are?” He holds out a calloused hand.
“Fair enough, but I ain’t yer enemy, just a big, toothy cannibal with a lil bit o’ muscle on her.” She chuckles, walking into her cave.
*... there is not a lot of information on colonial baking. Or colonial women, for that matter.*
*Time to study witchcraft.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*You should look into Slavic pagan rites. They're pretty sweet.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*When I have time. Right now I'm looking into Kitchen Witchery. Very domestic, very occult.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Riotan shakes it with his own scaly hand. "Riotan. The Ivory Serpent."
Loriche follows a little but stops at the threshold, not wanting to intrude. "Oh, you wouldn't wanna eat me. You'd need a can opener and I doubt any of my flesh is even still left after all these years."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*i often like having a statblock to help base characters off of, so how powerful would they be?*
*sweet*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Jobah.*
He smiles at the nickname “The Ivory Snake? I like it, flashy.” He takes the hilt of his blade, the fragments reassembling into a blade which he then sheaths.
“I wouldn’t eat ya if I had the chance, I prefer the dead anyway, the recently dead usually. It ain’t outta preference either way, I was cursed with an infinite hunger, an’ ya can come inside if ya want.” She begins cooking something in her cauldron.
*I don’t know yet, I was thinking, as beings of decently beyond the age of a normal being, I wouldn’t say ancient but I would say ageless, around the strength of a level 30 character maybe? I’m the same, I usually make character sheets before I make characters.*
"Yeah. I was given it by the denizens of this one world called Yovash. Don't look for it, it's not there anymore. Didn't hold up too well after I ate the sun."
Loriche enters and peers into the pot. "I just don't need to eat. Who cursed you?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.