Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"Pushing the outside their comfort zone in a way?" Angél asks.
She nods and begins to unshell herself from the armor and setting it aside. "Okay.."
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 keep thinking that Masuki looks like Anya from Mouthwashing *
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 that’s even more depressing, but a fun character design. I was thinking Tengen looks like Angi from Guilty Gear.*
*Hey y'all, I'm heading to bed. I got church in the morning.*
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
She curtseys. Thank you, Rag. I live out in the woods, but not that far from town. I like to be able to keep up with local events, and I like to make sure if anyone wants to visit it won't be too inconvenient. I don't remember if I have multiple houses or something like that, but my house is always close. I have a sign on the door so you can know if I'm in or out. I spend a lot of time feeding peas to the ducks. Sometimes I make special bread that they can eat. They love that, but people can't tell it from normal bread so either they think I'm poisoning the ducks or they think they can do it themselves with their bread. So I usually just feed them peas. I like ducks."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Goodnight! I just realized I have to go soon too...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Well I’m not a zombie. I’m just a spirit, I suppose. What kind of zombies?” She looks very curious?
“Ricin. Easy to synthesize from castor oil. Pretty crazy, huh?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*see you tomorrow!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sure but I may need to depart soon in addition*
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’ll make sure to visit you whenever you would like to have someone over, I don’t have too much in the way of obligations. I help people around town, but no one needs me anywhere, I have a job, but I don’t need the money and the owner is a good friend of mine who would understand me missing a few hours of work on occasion, I always make it up anyway. Look at me, I’m rambling, I apologize.”
*Good night, have a wonderful sleep, take care of yourself.*
*Of course, I would entirely understand if you did. Who would you like,*
"Is something wrong, dearie?" She tilts her head, cracking her neck audibly. She shuffles slightly closer. She's holding something in her other hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Uhh Tengen and Heriot*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Thank you sweetie." She smiles, but there is a faint sadness. "I like talking with you. The people here are nice. I try to be nice back... but everyone knows to never trust a witch."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Well, no offense, but you’re intimidating me a little…” He says quietly. “…whaddya got there?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Of course my friend.*
Tengen is standing in an alley, next to him are two corpses mangled beyond recognition, his hands trembling as he attempts to smother his boundless rage.
Heriot is working out in the cold forest, her sweat and constant activeness keeping the cold from harming her, doing burpies in a clearing.
“Everyone? I assume I am excluded from that then, because I trust you as far as I can throw you, and I can throw most people very far.” He smiles widely, chuckling “Even if you hurt me, I would try to forgive you. Do you want a hug?” He holds out his arms.
The red lights go out. "Oh..." She whispers. She shuffles back a bit and moves the item to her other hand. It's a picnic basket. Her skin takes on a pinkish tone, and her iron claws become fingernails.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She leaps with a shocking strength into his arms, launching herself all the way to his chest. Her arms extend to get a better grip on him, reaching around to hold the sides of his torso. "You're a good boy..." She says, repeating herself from earlier in the conversation. She can feel her tears sizzling into steam against him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels