Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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Basic Rules (2014)
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*good place to end*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*hi jester*
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*Sure*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"That's really cool, I wish I had something like that, maybe I wouldn't cough so much if I did." She looks at them with awe "You're like an awesome robot."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Wassup dude?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Theres no real pattern to them, just townsfolk who have been hung from rope wrapped around a gutter pipe. though theres nothing nearby that they could jump off if it was them taking their own lives
"You good there?" he tilts his head, gesturing to his torn outfit
He hesitates, holding back something. "Yeah...sure..a super cool robot"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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URL:*Nothing much I am considering making a tabaxi rogue*
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The stones both hit, the projectiles themselves passing right through it, but their radiance bursting where they strike, breaking off more parts of the Seer's fragile form. Its grip is loosened enough for Omori to slip through, tumbling to the ground of a second chamber deeper beneath the clearing- the infection's heart. In front of the two... is the Seer- or at least, what once was the Seer. An enormous, shadowy shape composed of veils and rings of pure darkness like an abyssal jellyfish, the damaged arm and five more like it connecting at the very core of the being- a rotting corpse in the tattered remains of long, black robes. The entire Elder Evil seethes with a hatred so intense and visceral that it cannot be contained in this enormous vessel, radiating off of them as a bone-chilling cold. "H e l l o a g a i n , O m o r i . . ." It says, reaching for her again.
As he leaves to grab something, she sees the perfect moment to do what she has been planning, retrieving something from one of her coat's inner pockets, and turning around before he places the ring box in her hands. Her eyes light up with equal parts surprise and pure joy, the biggest smile on her face, stunned and elated beyond words as she takes one of his hands with another two, gently placing in his hand the item she had retrieved... another ring box.
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)
His eye glows, trying to recreate the crime digitally.
"Mostly.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(good morning everyone)
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
*Cut with Jester*
"Something with magic stuff" Wind pulls out a wallet
"I guess" Basil turns to the kid "Heya"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*oooo, how does that work?*
"Forest can be a rough walk huh?" He chuckles
*He scans the scene, and if he beats a History check of 15 he can recreate the past 24 hours of that area*
"Feywild.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you want to rp Theren?)
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
Merabelle picks up Omori, keeping them behind her. She plucks what appears to be one of the stars off of herself, whispering some words into it as she holds Omori close to her, her stars radiating a soft warm to counter the cold "Shine brightly, I love you Omori." The little mote of light floats softly over to what is left of the Seer, before seemingly disappearing, then, before anyone could possibly react, it implodes into radiant light like the final cry of a supernova. All of the arms as well as the form of the main mass are all caught in the blast and must make another Con save, taking 20 radiant damage and being blinded, half of a success and not blinded.
(They really are perfect for each other.)
He looks purely shocked for a moment, before tears before to flow down the sides of his face, grinning with nothing but the most pure joy in his eyes, opening their ring box, and sliding a ring made from bone with golden detailing onto their finger, opening his own ring box as he slowly goes to stand up "You... are perfect..." He says, barely able to whisper it with all the emotion he's feeling.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She tilts her head at that, taking their hand, tugging on it "Come on, tell me what's wrong."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Go ahead :D*
"Oh, is that like... a new section of the forest?"
"Lead the way, I know some magic stuff."
The kid chirps, "Heya... uncle..." They piece together, Thane incredibly proud of them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*God this is gonna be the person that changes his outlook on life isn't it*
He just shakes his head and smiles. "Nothin kid. Im all good." he says.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.