Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*it was*
I dont want to live anymore
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Insight: 28
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
That won't do anyone any good. They say, holding Theren closer. Please do not do that, for me at least
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
I DONT WANT TO BE WHERE HE ISNT he screams
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you're welcome :>)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Well then, let me go write her intro.*
"Yeah." Rax responds, clearly relaxed physically, heartbeat subtle and slow, breathing following a slow pace. No no, it's actually comfortable, I remember us relaxing like this before. It's nice to do this again, as apparently this is mostly done between partners. If I interpreted that right people.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Raphael flinches slightly. I can bring you to meet him, but they won't remember you. They will be... different.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren tries to leave Raphael's hug. Get off
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*You can do it!*
I can understand that, but I'm a construct created to serve out divine will and your a being made of abyss stuff turned Celadrin. Neither of us are mortal, neither of us are of this world. And that's fine. "Um... what was I saying... Oh, right. So the Abyss is made of Chaos and Evil, and there are other planes, like a plane of Good and Law, which is Mt. Celestia, or Good and Chaos, which is Aravandor, which is home to the Celadrin, like yourself." They continue, mostly still
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*If you, TherenDotsk2 don't want Raphael to hug him, tell me, and I'll have Raphael stop. Just FYI*
Raphael holds them close. Theren, please don't leave
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Over at the town's outskirts, down a beach, by a few rocks, driftwood washes up. And broken planks. And bits distinctly from a broken ship. Soon enough a Tiefling washes up amongst the debris.
Her for gets placed face-first into the sand, and from what can be seen, she wears a very worn buccaneers's coat, in faded red and black. A captain's hat sits askew over her head with hair in a sailor's bun. A sword sheath and a definitely dysfunctional flintlock sit on the kelp covered belt that sits on the tiefling wash-up.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
They feel an etheral feeling wash over them, the cold aura of a ghost.
You alright? The ghost of the lizardfolk, Ihtros asks
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*nah its wtv. Theren just bein stubborn*
Why do you care so [1gp] much
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Oh yeah, I'm some pseudo-angel thing due to you right? I forgot because I've just felt, mortal over my journey." He leans into Raphael, spaced out, staring into the fire. He seems dormant physically, and likely exhausted. I do remember your platonic love explanation though, so if that is relevant there's that.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Okay, just watched to check*
Your my friend, Theren. I [platonically] love you. You think I don't?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He stops struggling for a moment
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Each plane in the outer planes is made of a different set of ethics, and each have their own... denizens. So demons are spirits of chaos and evil, while celadrin are spirits of goodness and chaos. You're a Cleladrin, at least last time I checked. Anyway, you can vizulize the astral plane as the space between these realms, where no one ethics dominate, just pure planestuff waiting to be shaped." They say, still otherwise
*If you want Rax to be mortal, that's fine. I was oppoerating under the suspection that he was still a Cleladrin, a spirit of Aravandor, in the same way that Devils are from Hell*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
I care for you, and not just because it's my job to. Theren, you are worth living.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*BRB*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren eventually tires himself out and melts into their arms, crying a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.