Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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*Howdy*
*Wsp. Wanna rp? I’ve got an open character*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*sure ^^*
Kylar is cleaning an odd looking dagger, mumbling a rhyme to herself as she does
Ed approaches her, getting his face close to the dagger. “Fascinating. Oh, terribly sorry.” He straightens. “Hello there.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
She flinches back slightly before sighing, "Hello. You should be more careful when approaching people with knives."
“Yes, yes, I know.” He holds his hands up to show he means no harm. “I need to work on my social skills. They have dwindled over the millennia.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
A night hexblood farmer drives through town on a cart filled with pumpkins. It would be pretty unremarkable if it weren't for the horses being made of sticks and rags. Scarecrow horses, with glowing red eyes and shambling gaits.
Truesight doesn't detect anything off, but features like a Paladin's Divine Sense that can sense creature type will reveal the following:
The hexblood is not a fey.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Huh, you're one-fourth the older types." She nods
“…I’m sorry?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Oh, no sorry. I just haven't met many who've lived as long as you" she says sheepishly
“It’s strange isn’t it? I have no idea why. I don’t see myself as any deity of any sort. I’m just a man with a lot of time on his hands. You can call me Ed.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Kylar. I've met a few 'long lived' folk in my life, oldest around 500 or so" she says, sheathing her dagger
“Oh, I’m a bit older than that. I prefer to use dog years actually, but I would be infinity dog years old.” He brushes this off like it’s not important. “What is your story?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
I groan in satisfaction as I stretch my arms,
”Annnnnd I’m up! That was a good nap. Not that I sleep, but that’s not the point!” The etherial, mousy haired boy says, floating up through the countertop of the bar.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
The fellow ghost, the one who possesses the chef, floats over
Who are you?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“James Belmont. And you? It’s nice to see another slightly opaque person here!” I say with a laugh.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
She seems to try and do the math on that, but since you can't divide infinity by 7 easily, she gives up once he asks his question, "Oh, star student of a sorcerer academy" she says, seemingly proudly before adding on, "Besides the 16 students above me, but- well not all of us can be lucky enough or super talented." She says
Grand Warlord Skriggle is now eating a plate of giant spider legs.
The large man sits on a high rooftop. He reads a book, jotting down notes occasionally.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*
The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.
-open slots for whoever-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kylar looks at the base, calmly walking past troopers and droids as they're busy