Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"Potato tomato. Either way, I'm checking that place out. And you can either help me, or I can call my friends in for snack time." She says in a blatant threat, though ots not easy to take her seriously at the moment
"You, my friend, need rest before anything."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She raises a hand to protest before sucking a breath in as pain shoots through her, "But they'll notice you're gone."
"Yeah. But like I said, it's pretty safe. I don't think it's real fire. Or maybe I'm just telling myself that so I don't have a breakdown. I dunno."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Nah, they'll think im still chasing you." he says, tone laced with concern
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Gregor is in town, paying kids (and a couple adults) to gather sticks for him for some reason.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Flint hands him a bundle of sticks
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
She coughs into her sleeve, staining the dress shirt with blood, "Darn it, I thought I had more..."
The hexblood farmer nods. "Thank you kindly, son." He counts the ticks and offers Flint two copper coins.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Thanks, mate. What do ya want these for?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I'm building something to protect us from any more of those guys in white armor. It's gonna be a giant wicker... well, giant. I have a book on how to make them. I'm giving it big shields, but I need more sticks for that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Why do you think the clones are a threat? They're keeping the droids away, after all'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"They burned down my farm. Killed a bunch of folks."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"woah woah..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'Dang, well, if ya need somewhere to stay, I got a spare room. Kinda'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Nah, I'm good. My house is on fire, but it isn't burning. Somehow. I think it might not be real fire."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'That's weird. Is it just sticks ya want? I can get other stuff if you want to buy it'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"If you're willing to sell it, it probably won't help very much. Wickermen run on love, so I have to fill it with things people care about. So far I have an old letter block, a mouse bone, and some of my prized pumpkins. It'll probably be enough, but some more wouldn't hurt."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'What about those sticks, nobody cares about those?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Well, wickermen are made out of sticks. You gotta make a shell to put the stuff into."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels