Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"Yes."
Hearthstone takes a hesitant bite.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well I wouldn't recommend it. Fatigue can kill anyone."
The omelet explodes in his mouth with flavor, an unexpected combination that works very well. Damian begins to eat one of his own.
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
"Fatigue has no cost to me."
Hearthstones eyes well up with tears of joy
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Tell that to the dead. Make one mistake and lose an arm. Make another lose a leg. Make another and well. You get the point."
Damian smiles widely, not even expecting himself to do this well.
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
Flint is in the town centre, carrying a raccoon.
The stranger with the tiger stripe tattoos is carrying a bag of dead rabbits
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
(Either or both characters) comes across a large, rich-looking gnoll with black, white, and bright red fur sitting at the edge of town making sausages. He hums to himself in a jolly fashion as he puts naturally black, unidentifiable cuts of meat into the grinder. The strangely-colored hyena grins and waves you over with his big paw.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The stranger approaches. 'What is all this? The result of a good hunt?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"A very good hunt!" He twists a sausage link and cuts it off, offering it to the stranger. "Did you know that tarrasque flesh can be black?" He laughs. "My flesh miners have been eating well!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Flesh miners? Now that's a new one for me. Where we come from, they are called hunters, or butchers.'. The stranger eats the sausage. 'My name is Kotar, it is a pleasure to meet you'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
It's got a good texture on it, if a little tough. His teeth cut right through the meat with little resistance, but pulling the bite off at the end is surprisingly difficult. The raw tarrasque flesh makes him feel stronger. "Beau Alexandre at your service! Son o' the titular owner of Alexandre Meat Kings! See, big monsters, like, really big ones, it takes a long while to carve em' all up. So we hire entire armies of folks to do the job over the years, using necromantic pylons to keep it nice and fresh for all that time." He runs his tongue along his sharp teeth. "They sent me this sweet package of the choicest, tastiest tidbits that they usually save for themselves, since I was so loyal to their teams."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Very interesting. Few could bring down a tarrasque. You and your people must surely be of greatness.'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Well, you see, tarrasques ain't got no range on em'! Get a flying machine with a big fleshauger, line up the shots right, and you can take them out pretty safely!" He slurps up about seven sausages in less than three seconds and chews them slowly, pleasure in his eyes. "While some may say such a use of weaponry is unsporting, I'd say destroying millions of homes and ending billions of defenseless lives is unsporting as well! Plus, I can support nearby businesses and families by giving them jobs in the deconstruction of the body!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'I must admit I am impressed at your ingenuity. Though, I must question, what is the value in a defenseless life? Folks like you, who can hunt and kill and fight, you are the ones to inherit the earth, not the huddling hordes'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He swallows, smiling. "You think I could have built those horrible, clanking factories and trucks and flying machines all by myself? Ha ha! Never! See, everyone has one good idea in their lives. Just one. But everyone does. Imagine if someone got turned into toejam by some big boy before they could share that idea? And you need to remember something: a lot of monsters are immune to being just punched to death, whether they have armor or mundane immunity. Think about a magic sword for a second. How many normal, non-fighting people do you need to make a sword? Hell, a lot! You need someone to mine the metal for the blade and the tools to make the blade, chop down the trees to make the handle and to burn to forge the weapon, someone to make the tools and the forge, someone to feed all those people, someone to farm the food, and after all that you need a master craftsman to make the sword, an artificer or wizard to enchant it, and we're not even talking about the people who need to develop all the tools and techniques and designs needed to even start all this! All for a single sword so that a man may fight, I dunno, a werewolf."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'And yet, to do such a thing requires the artificial structures of society. It pollutes the natural order of things, which fosters true strength. Society is a stifling thing, do you not think? And so incredibly strange, if one thinks about it. In the rest of the world, do we see mice ruling over lynxes? Absolutely not. Freedom is lost when civilisation is forged'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Think about it this way: society tells me that I should treat others fairly, even when my entire job is simply to crush them underfoot. For example, if I didn't believe in society, I would have run your head through this grinder here for disagreeing with me. But I am civil. I understand the rule of progress. See, you don't see mice ruling over lynxes because they are natural enemies. You humanoids are social creatures, and that means you need companionship. You need to work together. You are weak and feeble by nature. But some of you lead better, and some of you fight better. If we lived in the world you propose, I would have no problem killing and eating your entire family. Hell, odds are your father would have killed your mother before you were born. Society evolved as naturally as any other feature, from claws to teeth to eyes. And it is the strongest weapon ever made."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Weak and feeble? I don't think so. And first, you would have had to succeed in killing and eating my entire family. Without your technology and your civilisation, could you do that? Defeat a clan of tough, experienced warriors?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Flint is in the tavern, with a raccoon sat on his lap.
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.