Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*Anybody here who wants to roleplay for a much time I may have?*
*Stop apologizing or I'll give you something to be sorry about.*
Felix waves from behind Sparrow. "Hey girls. Remember me? You broke our agreement."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thank you. Carved it myself then lined it with heat distributing metals." He explains, turning to face her.
Masuki narrows her dull eyes "How... How are you still sane?" She asks, standing up and moving in the opposite direction.
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’ll try not to, sorry. I got another idea for a campaign now.*
They both step back, their weapons disappearing “You died, our agreement was invalid after that.” The blonde says nervously, looking down to their hand, covered in scars from the burning. Sparrow lets Felix work his magic.
*Wendi? Perhaps?*
She squeals with delight at his face before composing herself with a cough. "That sounds difficult. Impressive, for sure. I just had mine cast and enchanted. I put the gemstones in myself though. Would you like to see it?"
He laughs once, still not looking at her. "No offense, but I've seen much prettier girls, and much prettier men for that matter. You should thank your lucky stars your punisher didn't know his work as well as I do." He holds up a gilded claw and, in a minor stage magic trick, flicks out a business card. "Denarius Greasecure. Merchant, artisan, sinner extraordinaire. Pleasure to finally meet you, miss."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sure!*
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
"But of course. I could tell you the history of the stones and what they mean if you wish, stones, flowers, stars, gems, wood, they all have subtle meaning." He says and nods.
She doesn't move closer "What do you want?.."
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
Felix steps forward. "That wasn't part of the deal. I made a promise, and I intend to keep it. This castle will be no more. The gas spreading around the lower floors is rapidly eating through both the raw material and the fabric of this reality itself. No one is coming to help. We're going to the material plane now, and I'm going to make you mortal again. You will follow my instructions."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Who might you like? If anyone?*
*Anyone is fine, I don't really feel like picking in all honesty.*
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
They back up for every step forward Felix makes, eventually bumping into their thrones, moving to hide behind them “We said that we would leave Sparrow alone! And we have! The Brand is the one that went after him and Stroth! I promise!” Sparrow pipes up for a moment, crossing his arms “They are very much lyin’.”
"Cool! I just know that they work, not necessarily how." She pulls out a wooden spoon and swirls it around, summoning a huge, ornate cauldron. "The gems are on the inside. Would you like to ride my skateboard so you don't fall in?"
He chuckles. "Always boils down to that, doesn't it? Really, what I want is negotiable. I usually work in metallic coins, but gemstones interest me more. I don't trade in souls, lives, slaves, or anything that is sentient or sapient. Meat, food, herbs, minerals, etcetera, are all acceptable, even if they come from such things." He moves his other hand out from behind the tree to tap the ashes off his cigar. "But what do you want? I can get you anything. It's only a matter of time. I will warn you before you ask, priceless things are called 'priceless' for a reason. Resurrections, love, anything forged in the heart of a dying star, that stuff costs more than wealth."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Well, I may intro the sin of sloth later, but for now, just Rowan and Tengen.*
Tengen is having a good, long cry in the forest, silent as tears trickle down the sides of his face. Looks at the sin in the sky, in his true demonic form. His helmet rests in his hands, the only truly intact piece of his armor left, his mask imbedded into it.
Rowan is writing some songs at the library, life has only gone up since he’s gotten married, and he plans for it to keep going up, his days of adventuring are over. Though he is bleeding from his ear, which he doesn’t notice.
Felix's face is even more dull than usual. He clearly doesn't enjoy this. "Then he will be punished as well. Although he might already be dead, I don't know. Not my problem. Either way, this castle isn't long for this world. If you stay here, your souls will be snuffed out. I think you two would rather keep those, correct?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I am fine ma'am, I can fly after all." He spreads his silent wings, wings used to hunt in the night. His large black eyes reflect a picture of herself "Who are you if you don't mind me asking. We can use fake names if need be."
"I don't need anything... I am fine." She said quietly, grabbing her armor and quickly putting it on.
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
They both, slowly, the blonde more slow then the brunette, come from behind their throne. They walk over to them both, Sparrow walking over to meet them, pulling each of their ears “You two are gonna learn yer lesson one o’ these days, ya hear?” They both nod, acting like the children they are, finally being fittingly punished. “Thank ya Felix.” Sparrow says.
Masuki watches from beside him, unable to do anything. Yet she cries for him as well, her dull grey eyes dropping crystallin tears.
Allison walks in and nearly jumps out of her skin when she see's the blood. "Honey! What happened?"
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
His head drops, looking to the helm, then to the sheathed blade at his belt “I think I understand… I understand why they made me this way.” He weakly whispers.
He turns up from his journal, instantly worried from her worry “What do you mean babe? Is something wrong?” He looks around, but obviously doesn’t see anything.
She claps like a little girl. "Ooh, fake names! I like that. Like spies! You can call me Madeline. It was my real name a while back, but a long while back." She leans close. "You've got real ugly eyes. Oh, wait, that's me." She frowns a bit. "Your eyes are fine."
"Really? There is nothing in this whole wide world that you desire? Not a single worldly possession that you want?" *I just realized that I need to nerf Denarius a bit...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels