Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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“Luckily, with you as a spirit and me as a necromancer, I have many means of storing and restoring you. Now we need to get out of here. I got my head handed to me last time I tried fighting alone.”
“Look upon the castles of Babylon. Look upon the islands of Netheril. Look upon the temple of Istar. It is the truth.”
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 lets out a whimper of fear as the portal is sealed.
"Its no worries." he says, kissing them.
"W-what?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You know I'm not dead right? I just projected myself. Sorta like scrying."
"Back off. Final warning."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She helps Theren down and smiles, tilting her head.
He sits down and hands him a strawberry.
"Are you.. disgusted?.." She made a motion to herself.
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
Theren flinches a bit when she touches him.
Phoenix takes it and pops it in his mouth.
"what?! No!" he says sincerely. "I-i'm just kinda shaken you were so...what's the word...nonchalant about changing in front of me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“If you were dead, it would make this much easier. Oh well.” Thirteen reaches into his haversack and takes out an M14 rifle.
“Very well.” Cadmus steps back slightly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"WOAH!" Theren says, raising his hands. "Thirteen its me! Your Theren! Not the chaos God upstairs!"
"Thanks."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(morning)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Ah... sorry.." She pulls away and dips into the shadows.
Jack has to stifle a small laugh.
"Is it bad? It's just a body... it's not something to be ashamed of or disgusted by? At least that's what my clergy taught me.."
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
“Once again I have failed. If you were dead, I could transport you out of here with some of my necrotic items. The gun is for the other you. I need to work on communication.”
“So what profession do you carry out within this locale?”
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 Lore! Wait please! I just...i'm just kinda traumatized right now..."
"What?"
"No. Not at all." he says, giving her a hug. "i'm just being silly."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yeah. You do." he says, taking the rifle.
"Just repairs really."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Also, when this whole thing is over, we all need to sit down and plan some things out because if all this keeps happening, I don’t know if this town can handle it.” Thirteen pours four skeletons on the ground.
“Repairs on 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.
"No kidding."
"On the AT-AT."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“So… what’s the plan for this? Get him back in the portal?”
“What will you do when it’s fixed?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*gtg, pre calc test. dunno when il be back*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*good luck man. Summer approaches*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*jiwoehdcfug*
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
(You know- Usually I would ask if I should be concerned.)
Life's amusing and it knows
*hello*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.