Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Mornin dudes and dudettes*
Theren is outside sitting on the ground as a magic circle surrounds him.
Phoenix is baking goods in the kitchen.
-annnnnd intro bc i feel creative today. references are in spoiler-
A fireball materializes in the air, as it hits the ground there is an earth shattering boom. For those who go to investigate the wreck it is a huge gunship with the two pilots dead in their seat with a few figures in all white armor and helmets laying on the ground. One of the figures stir, but he is a bit different than the others. His armor is red and white, his rifle lays next to him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Intros looks on with curiousity. The ghostly lizardfolk inspecting the ship as the creatures exit
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*everyone is dead except for the guy in red*
The trooper in red groans in pain a bit as he tries to stand up
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Need a hand?
The ghost asks, sending echos of thoughts through the creatures' mind
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"That'd be nice."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ihtros walks over, offering an ethereal hand
Take it, I will possess you, and bring you to safety
The ghost states, well however much the ghost can state something
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nope, no possession. Just need a medic." he says, using a fallen soldiers rifle as a crutch
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
My powers are limited for healing, red-covered
Medicine check: 19
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He has a few broken ribs along with a sprained ankle
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ihtros thinks for a bit, before drifting away
I shall return, yet in a different form
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"alright then." he then sits down, coughing a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Throden, possessed by Ihtros, walks over, giving the creature a healing potion. "The sooner you get to the tavern, the better you will be. Can you walk?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I've got a bleeding sprained ankle. So not really." he says, removing his helmet to show a man with a buzz cut, brown eyes and fair skin. He then drinks the potion and coughs a bit.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Mmm... and proper custom isn't going to be looked fondly upon here." They state under their breath. "Only one? Then lean on me to the tavern." They state, attempting to lift the human up with to assist them to walk to the tavern
*Strength check?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*GTG*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He puts on his helmet before leaning against them. *For me?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Oh, well this is, uh. Ya know, Imma let this happen, because my bones hurt. Somehow.
She sounds in a tizzy even mentally, and blinks away the water (if she can). *Does Ihtros get any insight into her mind doing this? She'll autofail any save in this state, unless it's to dodge like a fireball or something.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Thaumaturgy, it's just sort of, in demon's blood, but I'm using through music instead. So read. I've gotten better at that actually!" Rax gets a little satisfied smile, happy he's progressed simple skills like that. He quickly grows bored though, and grabs his guitar, just generally checking on it and it's strings.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Should I do a strength check?*
Throden assists the man over to the tavern. "Space fairer?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now