Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*good morning!*
Caramel is roaming the halls of the tavern.
Nai is writing at an insane speed.
Eito is knocking on doors and asking people if they’ve thought about religion and death and handing them small stone tokens. The usual.
Mauric is finding random plants right by the edge of the woods, watching everyone outside.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick walks up to them in a tank top and shorts. "You poisoned me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric stands up straight, eyeing Nick bemusedly. “Did I, now? You should’ve known that basilisk eggs would have a slight effect that would incapacitate you. Be glad you didn’t turn to stone. It’s like pufferfish, there are risks but it’s worth it for the exquisite taste~”
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 crosses his arms, clearly frustrated. "That's not funny."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric looks into his eyes earnestly. “It wasn’t a joke! I shouldn’t have assumed that everyone would find a dangerous delicacy desirable. Ooh, nice alliteration. Anyway, I’m sorry for that. It was a mistake.”
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 uncrosses his arms and nods. "Thanks for the apology..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“You’re welcome!” Mauric grins again.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick kicks a rock with a bit of nervous energy. "Why'd you keep calling me pretty boy yesterday?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I give people nicknames a lot. I guess you could call it a… NICK-name!” Mauric laughs at his own terrible pun.
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 jabs him in the chest with a finger. "Not funny."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Relax! I’m just messing around.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A small smile flickers on his face. "oh I know." he says with a giggle. "The pun was awful though."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“If it’s a good pun, no one notices it.”
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 nods crossing his arms again, muscles flexing slightly. "So, whaddya doin now chef?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Reaping the bounty of the forest!” Mauric says regally.
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 lets out a snort of laughter. "ok then."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Nah, I’m just picking edible flowers, herbs, small fruits, legumes, and fungi. A good chanterelle would be perfect, but I’m fine so long as I don’t accidentally grab a toadstool.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Then don't grab a toadstool silly."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I wouldn’t, not on purpose… well, it depends on which parts are lethal and if any of it could possibly be harvested- but to be safe, I won’t.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You can be confusing at times...this is why I don't cook..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.