Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*Sorry, I can do both, but I wanna know which character for which one*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hmmm, I think Ani would be more fun with the eldritch*
Sytosc sits at a nearby table, eating a Beef Wellington. Like, the entire tenderloin.
Uncle Pastel wanders over. "Hello there, nephew. How are you this evening?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ani looks up at them curiously
"Hm?" Rory looks at pastel, "Oh, hello sir, welcome to my shrine. I am well, how are you?" They ask with a smile
The "man" in the pinstriped suit doesn't look up. "Come over, and know me better, man. Eating alone defeats the purpose of the experience."
"I am doing great today! And please, call me Uncle. Uncle Pastel. Who is this shrine to, or is it to something other than an individual force or being?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ami seems startled as he stands, "Oh, um... sure!" He smiles, heading to sit down
"In a sense it's a shrine for good luck. In the sense of a religion, we look to ilmater for guidance when needed."
Sytosc cuts Ani a large slice of the Wellington and places it on his plate. "So, necromancer I hear. What made you choose that particular school?"
"Interesting! Ilmater seems like a person I can get behind from what I heard. Would've been nice to have known about him when I was little, I'll tell you that!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Didn't... know people talked about me..." he says, messing with the meat with a fork as he thinks, "When I was little, my dad was a gravedigger." He starts
"No day is to late to begin believing" He says warmly
*Did you accidentally post early?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*ye, gimme a sec to edit*
Sytosc stops eating. "An early connection to death. Do you use necromancy to remember your father, mock his spirit, or perhaps because you saw the strength in the darker arts and simply had the stomach to take the power?" He wipes his mouth. "I'm sorry, go on."
"Ah, it's a bit late for that. Gods don't really care for Archfey last time I checked. Actually, it might be the other way around. And why should I cater to convention, if that's true? Do you hold sermons?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*My friends and companion's, I have many wares. May I sate your curiosity by selling you some Interdimensional goods?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Certainly! How much?*
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."
*Hmmmmm.... YEMS*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Nothing much dear!! Just your cats and favorite possession!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Perfectly perfect dear! What would your soul desire?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*To work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to give
Myself the right to buy
Myself the right to live
To earn the right to die*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hmmm... Can we name them Snowbell? Like the flower? It's meant to represent happiness!'
"Then you can leave, since you disprove of it so much." Madre Delle Tenedre snipped, her voice sharp.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘