Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"He hosts me. He has done so ever since his accursed birth."
"What do you want magician?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“…so everything was you? Were you in control the whole time?”
“What are you? Through what process did you take over this body? And how can you be removed?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Oh no. he was in control. We just sat dormant."
"I am a demon. And well....hes on the brink of death. And only an execration can remove me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well that’s… a little reassuring…” Mauric is still looking very scared.
“Of course you are. I need help. Luckily, I always have a woman on the outside.” Thirteen, continuing to watch Not Theren closely, gets a small orange glint in his eye.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Back in the inn, Caramel leaps up and begins searching for a cleric or other divine spellcaster. Druid, paladin, anything.
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 are worried about Nick?"
Not Theren shifts a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“YES!!!” Mauric yells. “WE HAD SOMETHING!! I THINK?!!”
“Try something. I dare you. Oh wait you can’t. What a shame.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Let me tell you something...Mauric. He cares about you deeply and is too nervous to mess something up. Make the move."
"This is why i hate magicians."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well you’re possessing him aren’t you?”
Thirteen glares at him. “Magician is an ancient title. I didn’t learn the oldest arts, and though I know some of them, I am not worthy of being called such.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Oh...i can let go." the aura fades as Nick appears, shivering violently.
"You use magic. You are a magician."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“NICK!” Mauric runs up to him, attempting to support him.
“It’s a translation problem between Elvish and Common, I suppose.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hey you..." he says with a giggle
The thing snarls.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A kobold, clearly a physician of some kind by his clothing and bag, hears of the search. "The gods won't help you. Sure, they can work miracles, but will they? No, what you need is someone with training. Doctor Horatio Liston, reanimator, exorcist, MD."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Caramel turns rapidly and rams into the kobold’s legs.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Oh no, you’re delirious. But… before the sun god comes back, I need to tell you something.”
“Don’t mess with Theren’s cords. He needs them. Now stay still just a bit longer, please.”
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 blinks. "Whats up?"
"I WILL REND YOUR FLESH FROM YOUR BONES!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well, ah, I never said it before, but if it weren’t obvious, I’m massively smitten with you.”
“Sure, sure. You’re cute, you know that? I’ve met gods of shadow and faced their wrath.”
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 stands his ground, but is pushed a little bit. He is a heavy boi. He reaches down (not very far) to pet Caramel. "Eck! I'll do it for free, if you want."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Nicks blinks again, suddenly very clear. "O-o-oh...w-w-well i am too.."
"Apophis will destroy you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric smiles wearily. “That’s really good to hear. Did you know about Khepri?”
“The monstrous and destructive serpent god. A theme echoed through many mythologies. Jörmungandr. Dendar. Yaldabaoth. But Apep or Apophis is truly a shining example of this trope.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.