Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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The angel walks forward, arms out as if to emulate a classical painting of Christ Himself. "Task Override. Return to manufacturer. Disable targeting systems." (Wis save if you wish.)
It then moves toward Hearthstone with shocking speed for such a large device, holding him in a loving hug. "Be not afraid..." it whispers in common.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He pulls a small metal sphere out of his pocket
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
The stone golem collapses into rubble.
Hearthstone, being deaf, cant hear anything
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The golem rears back a fist.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chucks the sphere at the golem
(dex save)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The golem takes 21 damage
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
The angel lifts Hearthstone up with an absolutely absurd amount of strength, cradling them the best it can. It continues murmuring unheard reassurances as it brings them to another machine that fell from the floating city. It looks like some sort of glass coffin with mechanical arms.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
THe golem crumbles into rubble.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Blood trickles from a head wound and from his mouth as he stays unconscious.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Regular expressions are the spawn of Satan*
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--?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(LMAOOOOOOO)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*([a-z])\+*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It loads him into the machine, which injects him with anesthesia and begins to cut him open, applying radiant energy to heal individual internal wounds before closing him up and applying more energy to close the opening. It's an auto-doc.
Healing: 52
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Oh. yeah noo. get that away*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Jobah, what does this mean?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
All the wounds heal as Hearthstone slowly wakes up. When he sees that he's in a machine he panics.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(So wholesome! :3)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*It means I need to stop trying to learn Perl and get some actual work done instead*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.