Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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Thirteen rushes beside him, helping him up. “You probably shouldn’t be doing this, and I know your wife will be quite upset with me for helping you, but who cares.”
“I have never heard that name before.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"To hell with that right now." Theren grumbles.
"You're Greek aren't you?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Yep.” Thirteen takes out a pocket watch. “Aaaaand this is calibrated to Klorr time.”
“What is Greek? I lived here for many years.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Lets just get moving mate."
He sighs. "I am the Sun God."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Gotcha.” Thirteen heads out.
“Oh.” Threksos slowly stands. “What do you believe I should do?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren walks with them, heading towards the red mist.
"I believe you should help me. It will help redeem you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(is anyone on?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*yup*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(who do you have open?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*OH GOD I MISSED THIS*
“So, what will we find on the other side of this?”
“Help to do what?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren is walking towards a thick red mist.
Phoenix is drinking tea.
Nick is heading towards the red mist.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I just posted this. don't worry lmao*
"Apep, also known as Apophis probably."
"Kill Apophis."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
he gets the feeling that he is being watched
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“Okay. Let’s kill it.”
“I do not know who that is.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren looks around, a frown on his face.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods.
"Big snake God of chaos."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sees Gravedigger leaning on a tree
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Thirteen walks forth.
“…” Threksos looks very confused.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Can I help you?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
As they both enter the mist they feel detached from the world. like walking on clouds.
"It's evil. Bad."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.