Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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*Understand. How is gaming going?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"The bloody griever..." he says, eyes still locked onto the monstrosity.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Gregor has finished the Wicker Dreadnaught and is celebrating. He's going to light it tonight during a party, and everyone who plans on being civil is invited. There will be pie.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Raphael casts blade barrier around the two, seperating the kid from the monster
"Oh."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"ooo, pie" Raphael responds
*Gregor is the scarecrow?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The kid looks extremely afraid.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
There are flyers everywhere. It's unclear where he got the paper or adhesive to put them up.
*Yup! There are no indications that he himself is a scarecrow though. He's the scarecrow-making guy, more accuratey.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Who are you?" They ask the monster. *Truesight?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*ah, I see. Cool*
Raphael plans on being there, if not busy. If busy, Meroving will be there
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*no need, it is what it exactly looks like*
The monster lets out an eerie moan as the kid flinches. "I told you, they are Grievers."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Fair enough. Mind if I teleport you out of here?"
Raphael, knowing all languages, searches their head for a definition of griever that would match to the monster
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*its a man made monstoristy made by a corporation named WICKED*
He shakes his head no. "Those things killed too many of my friends."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The hexblood farmer himself is walking around town, setting up these flyers. Many of them are nailed to the scarecrows he set up yesterday to deter stormtroopers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Well I do not think right now is the time to fight, considering the state you are in."
*Naturally*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael likes the farmer more so. Ani walks over to them. "Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*yup*
"It wont leave us alone until we are dead."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*BRB*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Morning all*
Jason(?) Is sat on the forest, carving a small statue that looks like kelipso
Helios is in an oddly good mood
Kylar is eating breakfast happily
A young man, about 18 or 19, with short black hair, hazel eyes, a white t-shirt, brown pants, and running shoes sprints through the woods. A crudely made spear, made form a pole and a knife lashed together with twine, and backpack hang off his back.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Name's Gregor. I used to be a farmer, 'til the boys in white burned my farm down and smashed my pumpkins. Still got apples and blueberries, so I can still make pie." He smiles with a look of satisfaction.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels