Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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*anyway, want to rp?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Wassup dawg. Good mornin’, am always down. Although I might make Sparrow’s old work partner for the drama of it.*
*sorry i vanished, was driving. Would you like me to send my intros or pick from your roster?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*I would prefer you pick, but either works. Don’t worry about disappearing on me dude, I’m chillin.*
*Sparrow and Paracelsus then*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*I'm back and I bought a can of beefaroni*
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
*Fun, I’ll serve that right up.*
Sparrow has killed the Empyrean outside of town, and now cashing in the bounty for it in the tavern to buy himself some essential supplies.
Paracelsus is doing what she normally does, experimenting inside her mobile laboratory inside of a wagon. The sounds of electricity and cackling can be heard.
*excellent*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Riotan is watching him from the corner, looking murderous.
Thirteen knocks on the door cautiously, holding the rolls of crawling claw hide that they cut out yesterday.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
so what is it exactly that makes you get titles?
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*titles are gained when your amount of posts and comments on the forums reaches certain milestones, such as 50, 100, etc.*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Yay! Canned food! Also good mornin’.*
He puts a piece of the creature’s head on the counter, taking some gold in exchange before going to get some food “You know I can see ya right?”
She opens the door, revealing a small, yet well kept and practical laboratory. She has cleaned up her clothes, although they still have the spores.
He nods silently.
Thirteen smiles. “Hello, Paracelsus. I thought we might continue our necrotic studies. I was hoping to show you how to create a boneless today.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He nods as well “Good.” He goes to the market, purchasing food for himself.
Paracelsus nods, leading them into the laboratory, which seems bigger on the inside, “Oh a boneless you say? Interesting, I wonder what they can possibly do.” She rubs her gloves together “How do we do that?”
Riotan follows from a distance, changing his appearance every time he goes out of sight so as to not be recognized.
Thirteen carefully lays out the strips of skin. “Well, typically they’re made with the entire hide of a humanoid, but it can work with any sufficient amount of dead skin and care. Now, do you know the mending cantrip?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Sparrow isn’t much worried by all of this, once he’s finished shopping he heads into the woods, back towards his camp, arriving there after a bit.
“Mending? I know of it, I could learn it, but I don’t have it under my knowledge just yet.” She reaches for a book, the subject being spells as she begins to read and analyze the flesh.
Stroth is outside. She has a table set up next to a small bonfire. Numerous alchemy supplies sit around on the table, bubbling beakers, vials of all kinds, powders of different colors, dried flowers, metal shavings, different-sized gems, and so much more. She is currently boiling down a mixture of her blight flowers in a pot that hangs over the fire. She is dressed in a simple sports bra, a pair of black leggings, her jacket is tied around her middle.
Igor is walking around the forest, wringing his hooves in anxiousness. His big brown eyes dart around, taking in this new, unfamiliar world.
Scott is pacing around his rooms, balls of crushed paper lying at his feet. Failed writings, failed beginnings to stories. He rubs his eyes, sighing in exhaustion. He is dressed in his normal brown sweater, a black undershirt, and a pair of black breeches.
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
A large muscular Red Dragonborn watches her silently, sitting on the ground with crossed legs. He has two glossy white eyes, glowing at inconsistent levels. He's wearing clothes similar to Sparrow's, a brown hat, brown duster, no shoes, a black leather belt, black undershirt, and two plain leather gloves. He has a greataxe on his back, the blade coiling around like a screw, infernal runes engraved into it.
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.)
Her eyes narrow, the orange iris glowing. Sh picks up a small knife, holding it in one hand.
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