Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*Hello my dear friend.*
*how art thou?*
*I am well, how art thou?*
*i’m doing quite well, in the process of trying to switch one of my classes to something else*
*I wish I had the willpower to do something like that, happy to hear you are doing well would you like to rp?*
*its a process because usually I would need to swap with someone, but the class I’m trying to get out of is a dance class and nobody wants to be in that class, and the class I’m trying to join is practically full, but the teacher told one of my friends that I might just be able to join anyways, so now I’ve emailed him and am waiting for a response.*
*sure! Who do you want?*
*I have updated the old woman.*
*She is soft and gentle and kind and you will not forget the terror of her.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Bro I have a class like that, it’s absolutely awful, Spanish class has the worst teacher I’ve had for a long time, but I’ve already commuted to learning the language and my parents wouldn’t want me to get out of it.*
*I don’t really have a preference, sorry.*
*i love her. Granny Greasegrip is perfect.*
*Im happy to hear that, I love Granny Greasegrip and her unstoppable power.*
*the thing is, everyone likes the dance teacher, she’s really nice, it’s just that nobody likes the subject. Even the dance kids.*
*alright!*
Mother Misery is tending to her patients.
*That sounds fun, hope it works out.*
Darius comes over to assist, and this time he actually doesn’t appear to be injured, but knowing Darius, he probably is and is just hiding it.
*Fat, unattractive, lonely old woman (I say old, but mid 50s isn't really all that old) who is only here for two reasons: Her illegal book club, and her hunger for the terror of Salem, Oregon.*
*Truly perfect.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She looks to Darius. “Thank you for coming, we’re… a bit overwhelmed.” Mother Misery herself is a bit injured from healing others, and is currently helping a patient mend a broken arm, using as little magic as possible. “Are you not hurt as well? That’s… new.” She says to Darius, a bit suspicious.
*Salem, Oregon? Illegal book club? Haha*
*indeed.*
*She's less unstoppable now. More like a regular hag than the CR 28 Grave Hag. She's still going to have a small army of minions though, which she teaches how to read through pastry letters. Pastry letters were a big thing in the colonial era. Women loved to show off how educated they were despite not being allowed to go to school. Of course, know too many letters and you're a witch. Guess who's a witch?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles at them genuinely, carrying the charisma of a young king “Why would I come to a hospital if I was injured?” He chuckles, running a stony hand through his hair while helping those he can, looking back at her occasionally.
*Is that a reference I accidentally made and don't get?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*it was just a bit funny, since there are two major Salems in North America, one being the capital of Oregon, and one being in Massachusetts with the witch trials.*
She finishes helping the patient with a broken arm, and walks over to him. “so… what have you been doing since we last talked?”