Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*Cut*
Omori emerges from the shadows, struggling to drag the deer carcass back out of the void. The deer has a noticeable bite out of its neck, but no other visible injury. "Thanks. I- I tried my best." She responds, a bloodstained toothy smile on her face.
"Of course." She simply answers, gently picking him up in her arms and starting to head back to the warehouse.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*THAT IS GRE- [clears throat]. That is excellent to hear. Do you know how much you mean to me?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She hugs him tightly "Sorry..." She said.
She keeps an eye on him, turning to the face the others.
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
"fair enough. I haven't had much exposure to it which is why i don't like it"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
“Ya did wonderful Omori, I didn’t do half as well on my first hunt. Can ya believe I used ta be yer size without the claws an’ fangs?” She says, laughing and begins walking back to the cave.
He doesn’t do much, though the wound begins to slow, though visibly heal, the stitches becoming less and less necessary with time, the bleeding slowing until it stops entirely.
*Cut for Wendi.*
He hugs them back, rubbing their back soothingly “It’s okay, you never have to apologize to me. I would have already forgiven you, for anything you could have done.”
Tiffany stands up, curtsying to them “I must go, my father needs me.” She walks out, leaving Tony, who doesn’t do much.
*I got some food and sugar in my system, so I'm hoping my attention span E X P A N D S.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
As they enter into the mist filled tent, a sagely old man in robes sits at a table, a crystal ball infront of him, "ah, hello. I was expecting you" he muses
*The time has changed on my rabokki. It should be here by 8:45. Until they change it again.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Sure, sure. Well, I'm ready." He says, sitting down. "Or do I have to pay first?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"My services are free to all" he says, gesturing to a chair across from him, "They only need seek their future"
"Alright. I'm game." The Petitioner states, sitting down
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It isn't exactly my first hunt- I had a tiny bit of practice with birds before this." She starts, chuckling a bit as well, dragging the deer carcass along as she follows her. "It did feel kinda odd this time... but that's besides the point."
They arrive back at the warehouse far quicker than one would expect, KK seeming much less worried as his wound heals. She goes up the stairs to the loft, setting him down gently on the bed there.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He smiles and nods, looking into the crystal, "Do you have something you're searching for Lysander?"
"Yes indeed." He says, an eye arched
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Why don't you tell me. Ones divination needs focus, direction before it can be moves forward" he asks
They sigh. "Sure, a great beast's death, and my own freedom. Although a great many resent me for my quest, it is my own, and it is what it is."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“What do ya mean it felt a lil odd? Tell yer mother what it left like, how was it different then usual? Tell me what ya think an’ I’ll be happy ta hear it out.” She says happily, reopening their cave once they get back, putting the carcass next to the cauldron.
He smiles up at them, his eyes much less tired than even such little before, seemingly healing at an increasingly aggressive rate, leaving the only concern being what could have happened, and why Henry was shot.
He nods, looking into the crystal for a few moments, something swirling within, "I see... paths. Many paths are ahead of you, big and small. Some diverge in greater ways then others, and some all arrive to the same point." He says, "Where you move, what you find. It ultimately is up to you. You may find allies in the resentment, or you may find a greater hate."