Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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A zombified cat walks over, rubbing against her leg.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*on the verge of a mental breakdown. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Theren is grumbling about a hangover as he drinks some coffee inside.
Phoenix is outside enjoying the cool air while reading.
Nick is on the roof of the tavern with his legs up to his chest.
Deep in the woods a small camp is being made. The remnants of the Empire's troopers are gathered there.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The cat’s empty eye socket glows orange. <Hello.> It says telepathically.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Caramel sits next to him. <I knew this would happen.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Shut it cat."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
<A good deal of animals are sentient. I’m just sapient.>
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 thought you said I wouldn’t be able to get under your skin. Or something like that.> Caramel surveys him smugly.
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 don't. Its just your voice is driving daggers into my bleeding skull."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh dear-*
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
*I got him made, now to write backstory: https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/122841735/gTVgbj*
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
<No, it’s a common mistake. And insects definitely aren’t sentient. There’s no light behind those eyes. Spiders on the other hand… they just don’t care.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*how shall i jump in? idk what to do...*
In God I Trust
<You think this is bad? It’s telepathy. The gentlest contact your brain could ever have with another. But I could also destroy your mind by constantly sending you the sound of a mosquito right in your ear.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"And for that I would banish you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*anyone have any ideas? i would liek to jump in but not quite sure how*
In God I Trust
<Caramel. I’m 348!>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.