Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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He nods and looks up towards the sky "been given an impossible project for a client that won't take no for an answer"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Hey guys I am going to be off and on. I am heading to a political rally.*
*I should specify. I am going to a political activist rally for Trans and LBGTQIA rights.*
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
Thirteen knows what it means now. This has to do with Theren.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ooo, have fun*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"That's very nice. What about her stuff? Did she bring in flowers, toys, photos?"
Most of his teeth are broken, and several are missing. When he's done, Felix gives a reply. "I'm not smart. I'm just as ignorant of my ignorance as everyone else. Art isn't meant to be smart. It's a deep, mad well of emotions. Ignorance and bias are what makes it so beautiful. I love all the ugly things, and I want to show people that beauty shouldn't be prescriptive. It needs to flourish in the muck, just like any other art. I think you're beautiful. William is beautiful too. I just want to be beautiful like you guys..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*-evil smile- putting things together now are we?*
Thirteen's mind is then assaulted by a few more images. Flashes of the future to fast to see.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(have fun :D)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Thanks so much for taking a stand. You’re a truly admirable person.*
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 mean the dead pines thing was obvious*
Thirteen regains lucidity and misty steps to Theren’s garden.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*good*
Theren is letting some of the streams cold water run over his hands, oblivious to Thirteens presence.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(want to rp theren?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*sure ig*
Theren is laying in his garden, staring up at the sky.
The Beastknight is sitting in a field tending to a wounded deer.
Phoenix is baking cookies in the kitchen.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Theren, I don’t want to alarm you, but I’m pretty sure you’re in mortal danger again.” He says calmly to his friend. “And I’d prefer that you not die again.”
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 know Thirteen. I've been getting dreams again." he replies, just as calm
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(what's up?)
Isaac's bird lazily circles above
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Just frustrated*
Theren watches the bird
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(need to talk about it?)
it seems to be watching something in the forest
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*no not really*
Theren shrugs, not worried.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thirteen takes out his journal and begins chanting in a mixture of Elvish and Primordial verses, walking in a square with 40-meter sides around Theren, casting Mordenkainen’s private sanctum.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The spell fails. "Already have a protective circle around my garden mate." he says evenly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.