Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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It follows her out
"it is going to be close to impossible to make though"
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
Isaac heads over to check on her
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
He takes more time eating, although he does quickly finish the dish of cheese fries. He cleans the area around his mouth of cheese "Mmm, that was good."
He summons his lute and begins to play quietly, slowly, methodically.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She summons, into her hand, an orb of fire, eyes narrowed.
"How impossible?"
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
"Agreed, I need food. I feel like I'm starving."
She listens, watching him again. She smiles a bit.
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
As she does so, she feels the long, shackled, clawed limbs wrap around her in a gentle caress. Fingers warped into claws so long that they can only be used for killing, and permanently stained with sparkling red. Smooth, paper-like skin covering their face and body. Muscles designed for speed and strength only. Gentleness is not in this spirit's nature. No wonder it betrayed its creator.
She feels it aligning their purposes. The Spectre is a vengeful creature, longing for the touch, the love, the recognition of others that it can never have. Its past is an enigma, but at least in its own metaphorical eyes, it had already fulfilled its purpose as a hero and simply wanted to go home to its family. The Sovereign did not allow for such things. It was executed and consumed by the poor rabbit demon. But it now has been given a new purpose: help others get the closure it never got.
Omori feels her body stretching out, gaining features similar to the Last Traitor itself. Long claws, impossible speed, brutal strikes. She has become an Abomination.
She has quadrupled movespeed and is constantly invisible while moving, and if she moves at least 60ft on her turn she remains invisible until the start of her next turn. This invisibility cannot be bypassed by Truesight. She also gains a 2d12 unarmed strike with Finesse that bypasses damage immunities and temporary hit points. Essentially, the damage her claws deal cannot be reduced in any way. As consequence, she cannot be recognized by any means while this effect is active.
She is vulnerable to Radiant damage and damage from silvered and/or blessed weapons, and her abilities fail to function if she is within a ring of salt, in direct sunlight, or exposed to garlic. If she eats salt or garlic, or if she takes Thunder damage, all these abilities fail to function for one minute.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The cat looks ready to bolt
"i'm going to need something akin to a small sun to make this thing work"
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
"Run away ratty brat."
"Like a power source?"
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
There is a blast of energy that, while it doesn't knock Isaac off his feet, pushes him back a bit. Omori is engulfed in a column of whirling dark energy for a second...
Emerging from that pillar of Spectral magic is a towering, spindly figure only vaguely reminiscent of Omori, standing at around eight feet tall. They are clad in a bronze-colored armor, with long metal claws on their hands and a black ribbon bow on each pauldron. Their long black tendril 'hair' is devoid of eyes, and part of it is covered by the large black sunhat they wear, which is easily at least a meter in diameter. Where their face would be, there is a dark void with two glowing yellow lights as 'eyes'.
The Eyeless Traitor looks down at their claws, intrigued. "Well well well. Quite the power up, it seems." She mutters to herself.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
It runs at her
"The original design was made to harness the energy of a sun. My client wants a miniature version of that"
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
He starts to back away
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
*(Le happy clappy from Baalze)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Her head whips around to look right at Isaac. She doesn't seem hostile- not at the moment, anyways- but there is an air of mad, power-tripping glee to them. "Hello, Isaac."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Sorry for vanishing. had to go to a presentation about sex stuff :| *
Theren is trying to replant his broken garden.
Phoenix is still in shock as he tries to make some tea.
The Tarnished and Helena are inside. Helena is fretting over his wounds.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'm glad you like it! I wanted to incorporate elements from both Omori and Last in her design.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Sorry for disappearing.*
He puts some coins onto the counter, ordering them both drinks and second servings.
He has his eyes closed, feeling the notes he plays as they appear around them both by magic.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I really love how you take what I write and run with it while still respecting the source material. It's just the coolest thing to me. It actually feels like you're engaging with my content in a way that most people don't, and that makes me feel like a good writer.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"are you okay?"
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
*I'm back, does anyone want to roleplay? If so, who would you like to roleplay with, I've added the Plague Doctor from DD to the cast if anyone wants to play with a mad scientist.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Thank you! I see how much effort you and others put into these characters and settings and abilities, and I think it's all amazing! It would be disrespectful to shape someone else's artwork to suit my own creative vision- at least, without staying true and respectful to the source material, like you said. I'm glad I can inspire such wonderful content!*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)