Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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He hears the clack of a tap shoe in the night. If he turns to look, a pair of red, shining eyes are watching him from the woods. "Are you a kitty?" Asks a wizened woman's voice.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She looks down "I don't want to hurt anymore.. them or myself.. I don't like it." She mumurs.
"Of course. Don't mind the hellhounds there, they are all bark and no bite. Give them some treats and they'll be your best friend." He nods and rolls his shoulders lm.
She nods "Always." She laughs a bit and follows him.
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
"Go right ahead, man." Felix bumps him a little bit.
"Well, where is Tengen? That boy should be out here helping Granny!" She huffs, drinking some of the potion herself.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He raises an eyebrow, having seen the damage that disease has caused to many people before, “I don’t mind, though I assume most people would, I’m a little more resistant to things such as that, but I’ll make sure not to share this tea with anyone else. I wouldn’t give it away even without that.” He says, chuckling “That’s some strong seasoning indeed.”
"Hm?" She keeps her distance but tries to get a closer look.
Rio looks up at him, his hands utterly precise and inerrant. "Hiiiii!"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Uhhhh..." Mauric looks around to see if anyone else is nearby, deeply uncomfortable. He reaches back for his glaive. "...I guess?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“One day… one day we will never have to hurt anyone, we could happily exist, maybe on the same day, but likely not.”
He smiles at them “Of course, I’ll make sure to do that.” He begins walking before stopping and turning to them “Where exactly would your apartment be?”
He orders them both their favorite, drinking his down in a matter of gulps.
"What made you want to get into cooking?" He asks "Like the root of the reason why you make food?"
"I do not know at the moment..." She said, hugging herself again.
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
"Oh, goody! More for us, then!" She dunks the doll in the hot tea, and when she scoops it out it seems to have no more disease, but the tea has turned purple with corruption. "It is strong. Especially since I sucked it out of like, eleven people. We've got a bit of an epidemic on our hands. Anyway, they were very close to death, too, so this should be very strong." She takes a spoonful of the tea, and her fat face curls into a big smile once more. "Ooh, it's really got some kick. Try it." She scoops some up in a chipped mug and offers it to him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
As she gets closer, she can feel a sort of aura around them. The figure turns around. "O-oh, please.. keep.. keep your distance ma'am." A feminine voice says.
He smiles "Hello ya goof." He said and kisses his head.
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
".. what if we die? Can we die?" She asks, hugging herself.
"Seventh ring of hell." He said. "The key should teleport you to it."
She sips her, watching him fondly.
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
He downs it all in one go after a moment of consideration, either he will die and be back in a few days, or he will live. Either way, based on the Granny’s response, the taste is likely worth either.
"I always liked kitties. I guess that's just how witches work, huh?" She chuckles. "What color are you? I can't see very well." Her breathing sounds a bit labored.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“If we can, it will take something truly strong, and even then, that may only make our ‘bosses’ angrier.” He takes one of her hands in his own, rubbing it softly.
He waves, walking off “Thanks again Samaritan! See you around, I won’t mess up the apartment, I promise!”
He watches her with loving eyes, before leaning in and giving her a long and passionate kiss.
*Anybody else want to rp?*
"Uhhhh... kind of like a dusty brown?" He takes a step back toward the door of the restaurant.
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 closes her eyes "I met this woman, an older woman, like a grandma and she offered to take away my curse... I don't know if it will work or not but she seems adamant about it..."
He nods and walks back to his restaurant.
She kisses him back, cupping his cheek.
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
He looks surprised for a moment before smiling softly “If she can, you deserve it more than any of us. You deserve to live a life free from all this, even if it means that I-… we lose you.”
Eventually, after a while he pulls away and orders them another drink, smiling brightly, beaming.
He thinks. "Well, I don't know. I wanted to cook even when I was a toddler. But then, as a teen, my parents wanted me to make their dishes, and I just... hated it. For years, I hated cooking. Every day someone would yell at me because the food wasn't 'perfect,' because it didn't meet 'our standards of quality' when I wasn't even allowed to touch the stove anymore, just observe and guide the other chefs. But then I cooked a giant spider and everything was right in the world again. I guess... I want to make art. I want to make something that challenges people, but is still an enjoyable experience."
Granny sighs, shaking her head. "Girl, for such a strong soul, you've got a real nervous disposition. You've let me push you around all night and you never said what you wanted. So what do you want? If you just want tea, I'm good with that. Bread. We could read books. Knit. Can you knit in that armor?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Sorry, sorry." She stays as far back as needed but doesn't actively move away.
Rio kisses him back in turn.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.