Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*intro NOW*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(very cool)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*this rules*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
There is faint humming as a woman with long blonde hair sits outside of a rundown building in the market. She is applying layers of bandages to her hands and knuckles which appear a bit bruised and red.
She has fair features. Her skin is the color of almonds and is lightly smattered with freckles, her hair is the color of golden wheat and falls neatly to one side while the other is shaven. Her eyelids and lips are done up with smoky black make-up. She wears a black leather jacket, a sports bra, and a pair of black baggy cargo pants. Around her neck is a tattoo of sorts, it looks like a sparkling band of diamonds.
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
(Its just Black Canary Gang.)
Life's amusing and it knows
[B a s i c a l l y]
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
(Anywhoozles)
Sue is currently trying to fix his Monoplane, sadly to no avail.
The Big Seal has gotten bigger, and louder.
Life's amusing and it knows
(I am back :D)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Phoenix. Ex-solider." he says, shaking it.
"Dunno."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“You are the husband of Jackson Foxx?”
“Interesting. Is it poisonous?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"yep."
"Nah. at least not to me. I'm immortal."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Cadmus takes out his scroll and begins writing this down.
“…oh…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Phoenix puts the rifle over his back. "Whatcha writing?"
"What? You seem kinda shaken."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Everything you told me.”
Mauric clutches his chest area. “Well if it’s not affecting you ‘cause you’re immortal, what if it affects me?!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Ah, I see."
"Did you drink it?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*cut*
“You see, I am keeping a record of every person who has ever lived here for when they die. Like an eternal obituary.”
“YES!”
*btw it actually is poisonous*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Cool."
"Oh...that's not good." Ban says, walking over. "Hold still. This might hurt."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I’m glad you see it that way. Many I’ve interviewed are more worried about the many corpses on my back.”
“Wait what?” Mauric goes rigid.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"nah, I've seen enough death."
Ban hits them hard in the gut, hard enough to make them throw up.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I’ll add that then. Could you tell me any more about your past?”
Mauric collapses. “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.