Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*Cool*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*sup nerds. I feel like being pure chaos today*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oh dear*
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 have an idea for a sea-faring character but I am going to need to do some research into Oil Rigs and jobs with them.*
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
*but I'm not so bleh*
Theren is looking for Lore.
Phoenix is muttering to himself in his room, shaking.
Ban is humming happily as he cooks.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thirteen is lying in the woods, bleeding heavily from his back.
Cadmus is doing some municipal mapping.
Mauric is butchering an elf corpse in a different part of the woods.
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 feel a hand on their back, trying to stop the bleeding. There is then a flurry of movement as he is bandaged and placed on a stretcher.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“…this is not good.” He mutters, but is still having difficulty moving.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Made a character sheet! Now for a backstory: https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/124267218/1wl1SL*
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
"Don't move. You're in good hands."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“The last time I heard that I was being eaten by a soul shaker.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*awesome*
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'm not one of those. Just tryna help out a person in need."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“…well don’t try anything funny.”
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'm gonna flip you over. ok?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Sure.” Thirteen seems almost resigned.
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 are flipped over to show a smiling face of a Rebel trooper. He is covered in mud and leaves. His helmet sits kinda crooked on his head.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Greetings.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Allo, feeling better?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well now I can at least begin to heal myself.” Thirteen casts cure wounds on himself.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.