Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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With a single finger, she slashes his axe arm off. "I don't think you understand who you're dealing with. I invented your pretty little ritual around the time I created the Yugoloths. You're nothing special. A pair of upstarts with bad manners and a power trip."
"I thought I was the short one." He pulls out a little dish and begins to mix some of the sauces. "Merabelle is nice. I don't like how she eats people, but I guess it's better than wasting them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“If only I had eternity with you… but that is not the life I get to live.” He lets out a soft growl, smiling at them.
“You’re already in shape, or at least that’s what I think. I could help you though, I’m pretty fit I think.” He says, pulling up his shirt, his abs looking as defined as always.
*Always.* The Hellion is workout like she always is in the forest, her muscles glistening from sweat, her war paint still well defined on her body.
He counts it out. "Alright, I can take that platinum from you now."
"Gross. You know what kind of chemicals they put in those?"
"I made figurines of all of my friends." He points to the rafters, where there are figurines of Sparrow and Stroth holding hands, Rag working out, and various other little characters. "It's just one way I can show my appreciation. I'm not sure how accurate yours is."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Thane can’t help but look relieved as his arm falls to the ground, the wound slipping blood like a fountain would water “You’ll have to find us you old hag, we aren’t pushovers ourselves, after all, we beat your poor excuse of a grandson.”
“Oh cursing her to do that was fun, a never ending hunger. You’re not short, you’re adorable, that’s why we are going to spare you, still going to shatter your mind though, maybe keep you as a pet.”
He slides it over to them once it’s finished:
They find themselves at the maze the others did, “Hmm, how do you suppose we get though this? Got any ideas?”
“If it means I can be with you longer, I’ll do whatever I can. Life is worth living with you in it.” He says softly.
He smiles at it, lying closer to her, sighing “See, perfect as always. You are just amazing, but maybe love is making me blind.”
They look to them, annoyed for a moment before taking a deep breath “It’s what I have to do.”
Rag is walking around like he always is, never really having anything he needs to do, because no one can force him to do anything.
"Don't care." She slashes open her hand and places the wound against Thane's stump. "Now then, I am your Grandmother, and you belong to me." She pulls her hand away, creating a new arm made out of oily, iridescent blood. "I saved the woman you love most, and gave you a new arm, so I get something of equal value: your soul, whether it is yours to give or not." She grabs him and begins to walk off. "I'm taking my handsome boy, and when I'm done, I'm coming back." She rips her eye out of the socket and tosses it to the ground.
"That's quite an ambition." He takes out some more jars and some candles, and begins using them as a heat source to cook something.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The character that I introed earlier walks over too the forge
Desc:
The have long fancy black robes (kind of a dress, but from like 60 feet away they look exactly like robes), with brown medium hair, a tall build, and bright yellow eyes.
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
*Cut for KK and Merabelle*
She thinks for a second. "Wait, I think I know this one... we go along the left wall, and given a little time, we'll always find the exit." She scratches a little mark into the wall with her clawed hand as a way to keep track of where they've been.
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)
He smiles back. "I've got just about everything, so if you want something sweet, I'm always here."
"Humph. Guess I can't see a problem with that."
*It's waving* "I know. Cooking has left me with very good manual dexterity, but I've only been painting minis for about three months and I still have a lot to learn."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The strings snap against the grandmother’s strength, dragging Thane along, barely conscious, but happy to give away the tatters of a soul he has left to her “T-thank… you grandma.” The Valentines can’t help but cackle “Well see you then… have fun.”
“What can we say, we’re ambitious, after all, we killed half of our old gang for this power in the first place, and we don’t regret it for a moment.” They giggle, spinning, using each other as counterweights.
She sits down *you can sit down somewhere in the forge, right?* and waits
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.