Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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They reach down and pet her
psychopath ^-^
After a while, he makes his way to a large clearing. In that clearing is a giant Carnival sort of theme park, illuminated in the dark woods with floating Will’o’wisps and filled with laughter and joy. Games and competitions take place everywhere behind closed, cold iron gates, with rough beaten paths connecting the clearing together. At one part, there’s a bunch of displacer kittens at a sort of petting zoo, and a Pegasus race. It’s chaotic. And at the very center, is a bright red and white circus tent, glowing from the inside and roaring with laughter and shouts of excitement. The entire carnival smells of cotton Candy and lavender.
<Well now you can hear me.> She 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.
"dats cool. what's ur name?"
psychopath ^-^
<I was dubbed Caramel.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"nice to meet you. I'm Echo"
psychopath ^-^
*-crying- Jus got offa work..*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*what happened?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
<What brings you up here?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*got yelled at by customers because their drink was 'wrong' even tho I followed all the steps correctly.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*i know the pain all too well. i work at a jersey mikes and i have to deal with jerks all the time*
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 work at Starbucks so its a bunch of pretentious [1gp]s 24/7*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*im convinced humans can’t handle starbucks. they don’t deserve this many options.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*yeah...wanna rp? if ya do here's who I got*
Theren is sitting inside sipping a cup of tea.
Phoenix is trying to sleep in his room.
Ban is depressed and sitting on the roof.
Korh is wandering the woods, look for an animal to hunt for food.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*whatever happened to nick?*
Thirteen teleports behind Theren, holding a kettle aloft. “What a coincidence. I just steeped some myself.”
Cadmus is walking through the woods, holding Rene’s unconscious body and looking around worriedly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ik dat pain*
psychopath ^-^
*meh, kinda got bored with him. I can bring him back for mauric tho. -evil chuckle-*
Theren smiles shakily at them.
"what happened to her." the trooper grumbles
Nick stumbles into the tavern soaked in blood, his own. His eye is swollen shut and his leg drags, clearly broken.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*yippee*
“What brew is that?”
“She ran into me. She was sprinting, and I am metal. It knocked her noggin, so to speak.”
“OH MY GOD!” Mauric runs over to him. “WHAT HAPPENED?!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"earl grey."
"Clearly." Korh says, examining her for injuries.
"Hurt." Nick whimpers.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I like da quiet"
psychopath ^-^