Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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“Well. That’s both good and bad. On the one hand, you’ve experienced a very small amount of whatever is happening to you. On the other hand, if this is recent, you’re certainly experiencing more than you might if this happened long ago. What brought you out of the coma?”
“Nothing can deter the truth.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I like making characters that want to kill or have killed gods*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Lore did..."
"We'll see."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“How did she do that?” Thirteen is consulting his notes violently.
“Will we? I will bring the masses to knowledge and glory, and you will rot here in the husk of the abandoned physical world.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Dunno.."
"I like this world just fine." he says, downing the rest of his drink
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*My strongest character hasn't killed gods this isn't Dragon quest, but he does rival gods so it's more like Dragon ball.*
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
“When I find her, I’ll need to consult her about it. By what degree of magnitude would you say your abilities have decreased?”
“This world is beautiful, but it, as well as everything, will eventually be reduced back to the purest form.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"At least by 75%."
"Not if I can help it."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Oh my. In two days? Has this been accompanied by any other symptoms?”
“You cannot kill everything.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He shakes his head no.
"On the contrary, I can."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“What happened in this coma? What brought it on?”
”Then kill the very sun. Prove your power!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*haberdasheries* *thank you, copy and paste*
There's a bang as a tall fellow bursts through the door, his voice a song. He is dressed in expensive, bejeweled armor -- all for show and would probably shatter at the touch. A neatly cut beard and combed back hair, the man has a strong face with brilliant white teeth. Fabric of rich reds and blues and violets flows from his back in an extravagant cape, not a lose thread and splotch of mud to be seen.
The newcomer seems to almost glow as he enteres the room, a gloved hand set lightly on a dramatic sword, one that, once again, is all for show and nothing for use. He grins at the surrounding people and sings in a loud, clear voice. "It is I! Your savior, your hero, your king! Sirrrrrrrrr Yarrow!"
The chatter pauses as everyone stares at him for a moment. Then, laughter breaks out and everyone resumes their previous activities.
Sir Yarrow frowns and scratches his beard. "Well that was unexpected..."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Nainai throws her harmonica at him.
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 walks over to the flamboyant man "Tough crowd am I right?" He said chuckling
*Damian is a average Tiefling bard*
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
"I...I don't remember."
"You are insane. I can kill everything that lives. From the smallest bug to the biggest god."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Henry looks over, adjusting his glasses and light blue suit. He seems to be holding back laughter.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“That’s fine. By the way, where’s Ares?”
”The thing is, EVERYTHING lives. You don’t understand that, do you?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sir Yarrow looks towards the tiefling bard. "Tough crowd is the right word, I suppose." He says this with an obviously fake British accent. "What is your name?"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Sir Yarrow looks around the room before catching Henry's eye. He grins and straightens, walking over to him. He stretches out his hand, lifting his chin up. "Pleasure to meet you," he says, his British accent obviously fake.
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Name's Damian, A traveling entertainer I am." Damian bows "What is your name good fellow?" Damian says mocking his British accent all the way
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