Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*yoooo*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Opening characters*
Raphael is eating a donut
Greg is drinking coffee
Lazarus is whittling
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Larry approaches, seeming much more composed. You are the one from yesterday. When we arrived.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Damian is playing the harmonica with all his heart
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
A large, older woman dressed in heavy furs walks past. She carries a pot with a lid and ladle in one hand and drags a bag of what sounds like bones in the other. She is continuously chewing something and has the kind of wrinkles that make one think she smiles often.
*Raphael would probably recognize that she's infected with some sort of magical disease.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Raphael waves to them. Yes, I am them... You use the royal we?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
What is royal? We are many. Thousands of krill. Millions of krill. One mind. The mind is Larry. The life is krill. And the body is on loan.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Raphael walks over to them, smiling to them. "Are you alright, miss?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael contemplates this. Krill, as in those from the sea?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yes.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren is sitting in the woods, propped up against a tree. Wounds cover his arms and legs as he sits there with his eyes shut.
Phoenix is outside training with his DMR. He hits precise headshots each time.
Leo is fixing Festus. The dragon comes to life and Leo lets out a triumphant whoop.
Hearthstone is by the lake meditating, he floats off the ground slightly, legs crossed.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.
He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.
He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.
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
She has what seems to be an aura of pestilence that only Raphael can detect. She looks down to see the little "halfling" and smiles back. "Oh, no, I'm just out catching rabbits." She lifts the bag, causing it to rattle. "How about you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*this may prove devastating*
A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"
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
*goodhellomyfriends*
*nyoom*
*(Hugs you)*
*Nu.*
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
The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*greetings*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*heya! here are sum characters if u feel like it :) *
Theren is sitting in the woods, propped up against a tree. Wounds cover his arms and legs as he sits there with his eyes shut.
Phoenix is outside training with his DMR. He hits precise headshots each time.
Leo is fixing Festus. The dragon comes to life and Leo lets out a triumphant whoop.
Hearthstone is by the lake meditating, he floats off the ground slightly, legs crossed.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.