Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*a good bot, can't wait to meet him in my playthrougj*
"It doesn't seem very secure"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
(have you made it to diamond city yet?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"it is."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He pauses, taking a second to breath before responding, "Well currently we're not getting new orders, just making sure everyone has their food. So pretty much after that" He grins
He smiles, "Well that's a second question. Do you want the teasing answer or my actual one?"
"if you say so"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Nice..."
"both." he says with a smirk
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"what do you want?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*nope, just cleared out concord*
Efflore smiles and gets back to delivering
Quinn smiles, "Answer 1, you." He says, poking their cheek, "Answer 2, maybe lunch?"
Ban starts to tidy up the kitchen a bit, frowning at the mess.
"I..uh...ok. Lunch sounds good. What are ya thinking to eat?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*back*
Thirteen is currently missing, but there are candles lit around the old Ivory Tomb…
Mauric is making crepes.
Cadmus is fighting a deer, trying to shove it into the portal to the Archive.
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 appears behind them, wrapping his hands around his waist.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“AUGH!” Mauric yells and whirls around. “Oh. Hi. You scared me.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"To see how much of a power trip you're on"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
A man with blue skin ,he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it.
Geto is walking through the woods, looking for nothing in particular, letting fate lead him. Desc:
A tall Japanese man in traditional Japanese attire, his hands always in his sleeves and a neutral look on his face with an underlying hatred in his eyes whenever he see someone without magical abilities.
*Yo?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
(ah)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Sorry...I didn't mean to..." he says sheepishly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Power trip?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“No problem.” He disentangles his arms. “So how’s it going?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.