Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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It's a slow day at the Red Plate. William is sitting at one of the tables by the window, having lunch. He is dressed in a black button-up, a pair of grey slacks, and black shoes. The meat on his plate is raw, blood still sopping from the flesh.
Leto is sitting on the river bank, combing her hair with a comb she stole from a woman. Her inky black skin seems to glitter like obsidian in the afternoon light, a stark contrast to her platinum blonde hair.
Donn is wander around the forest, bleating quietly as if he fears something might hear him. It's the equivalent to a whisper.
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
Sytosc walks up to the bank, not acknowledging her, and uses gravity to pull a fish out of the water and to his hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You got big ambitions. That’s nice. But if you wanna take over the world, you’ve got a lot of competition.” 5
<Were you?> she responds dryly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She tilts her head, her large back eyes blinking. Her long, bony flicks back and forth, the scales glinting.
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
"It'll be easy. You will give the world to me, and I won't have to hurt anybody." (Maleficureanism is a religion developed by vampires)
<No.>
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I don’t own the world. But I can think of a buncha folks who do.”
<Not… the reaction I expected. Neither was I. A second life gave me a second perspective on life.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"When I said 'you,' I meant everyone. It won't be easy, but I'm persistent."
<Interesting. I was born to a wastrilith and a frankly terrible man who kept it as a slave, then made me take care of it.>
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He crosses his legs, sits, and begins to eat the fish alive with his massive, metallic teeth.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Ah. Persistent enough to go through a horde’a yugoloths?”
<…that’s very different from my experience…>
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 can get someone more equipped for the task to do that for me."
<Good. I would hate to see a half-wastrilith half-cat.>
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*KSHDKEBRKEBEKBFJEBFISHFKFU*
*I JUST GOT AN IDEA!!!!!!*
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
“Sure, sure, ‘til the Dark Forest Society gets involved.”
<That sounds like a creature I’d encountered before, though slightly different.> Caramel says.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*WHAT IS IT*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*A being made from pure chaos.*
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
*The image I have in my mind is that of a living portal to the Far Realm with various teeth from innumerable creatures lining the gateway. Joints and limbs pour from the rim of this creature’s body, and the semblance of hands curl to an end at the close of each tendril. It cannot be stopped, and the gateway consumes all.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"That's a conspiracy theory. Well, not the society itself, but the power they hold. They leave false clues to spread fear. The more fear, the more power they have. They desire to control over people like you, you know, cause then they can do whatever they want."
<That sounds very unpleasant.>
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Oh no they can’t. I’ve been publishing the truth around the world for years now. Granted… everyone thinks I’m crazy… but I’M NOT!!”
<It was.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Maybe they think you're just scaring people for them. Maybe you are. Spreading the word is good and all, but you might want to be a little more persuasive."
<I don't think I want to make you relive that. So, anything you want to eat? Fish, chicken, dairy?>
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Nope. Jodie Whittaker.*
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