Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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"Mm, likely the former. It's not my blood." He sighs, scooting over to make room for Eito
*IM BACK! (AGAIN)*
Richard is outside. He is sitting on a hill that overlooks the town, dressed in his suit and golden tie. His wings are opened behind him, catching the breeze so the golden scales glitter in the light.
William is watching over Maurice, amber eyes narrowed.
Kelipso is sharpening his spear, humming to himself.
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
(description?)
He hears a voice from behind him "reading anything good?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*[HUGS]*
*Me wondering who to traumatise*
Rory has finally left the shrine, avoiding the people who would pester him about the shrine re-opening
Jason is in a tree, considering pouncing on the kelipso, thougj is wary of the spear
Mauric has almost finished, and is adding the blackberries.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Ani is a young human male with short hair and large purple eyes. He wears a pair of round lenses glasses with a crack in one and wizards robes*
"I found an old novel about people hiding in attics to escape mindflayers, kinda neat" He nods
“Well then it’s a mystery.”
<I wouldn’t recommend it, actually. High chance of lagopolymorphing.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They nod softly
"I'd become a rabbit?"
Richard watches him move about using the Arcane eyes he has set up.
Kelipso sniffs the air and beams "Hello lovely."
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
William leans back in his chair, folding his arms over his broad chest.
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
Eito falls quiet.
<Or a frog, or a butterfly, or something else capricious.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Some of the vendors ask him about the shrine, and he attempts to explain that he's taking a break while making repairs
Jason smiles, dropping down beside them, "Hiya!"
Rory hums, swinging his legs off the edge of the building
"I see... I'll avoid fey I guess." He chuckles
*yoooooo*
Theren is in the woods, messing with a knife
Phoenix is trying to get some sleep.
Nick is smoking a cigarette on a roof.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
In about ten minutes, Mauric places the final puff, and promptly collapses. *also got an 11 on that perception check a while back when William was eating that “steak”*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Eito is sitting like L, and is completely stationary and silent.
<Nah, just the really powerful ones. They may be weaker than some mortals, but can still manage to be more conceited than the strongest of gods.>
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.... ok?"
"I feel like a pixie will still mess with me." He sighs
“This is how I sit.”
<Yes, they will. The Feywild is a place of shenanigans. But it’s better than a century in Carceri.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Caramel strolls over to him.
”Lotta people smoking on roofs here. Hey, why doesn’t the plural of ‘roof’ have a ‘v’, anyway?” A voice remarks.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.