Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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Theren looks stunned for a moment before smiling brighter. "Awesome." he then shows her his garden proudly. All of her favorite flowers are planted in it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yays thank you!*
*Mine are catching up slowly, still not getting the most recent ones though*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*oooo nice! Heres my characters if you wanna interact with one of them with the angel*
Theren is tending to his garden. He is shaping the earth to add a small creek to his garden.
Phoenix is baking a batch of cookies. He wears a slightly dirty apron over his clothes.
Hearthstone is slumped against a wall in a village. Blood is splattered against the wall as a stone golem stares down at him.
-open slot to choose whoever-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac is writing in a book. Next to him is a half completed machine covered with hexagonal pieces of assorted metals
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She claps her hands, grinning "This is beautiful! Oh my gosh!" She crouches down and show their daughter.
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 smiles proudly as he sits down next to the small creek, making small orbs of water float before Harmonia, entertaining her.
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 Theren?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*here ya go*
Theren is tending to his garden. He is shaping the earth to add a small creek to his garden.
Phoenix is baking a batch of cookies. He wears a slightly dirty apron over his clothes.
Hearthstone is slumped against a wall in a village. Blood is splattered against the wall as a stone golem stares down at him.
-open slot to choose whoever-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She claps her hands and tries to grab them. The dogs also are interested in this feat.
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
A small mechanic bird lands on the rooftop and looks down at them
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
As soon as she touches them they bubble, and splash lightly back into the water
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The rouge stone golem raises its fist and prepares to slam it into hearthstones stunned body
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A massive shadow passes overhead. An entire golden city is flying by... dumping garbage onto the ground beneath. Fresh food, mechanical parts, sculptures, and architecture chunks. Something about the size of the golem lands on the ground nearby, creating a crater. A hand reaches up out of the hole, grabbing the edge. It's made of gold and marble, but pale, beautiful flesh is rapidly growing over it. A ten-foot-tall figure climbs out, in a similar state of rapidly repairing itself to cover up its glorious machinery. It's an angel of some sort, or at least a mortal's interpretation of what an angel should be.
One of its shining blue eyes lands on the golem as it staggers to its feet and straightens its spine. It begins to speak in machine language. "Explain." The golem must make a WIS save or transfer data relating to the current situation to the angel.
Also, all creatures within 60ft must make a CHA save or be charmed by the angel as its soothing presence overwhelms common sense. This special Charm prevents them from being charmed or frightened by any other creature. This save can be failed willingly, and a success makes them immune to this aura for... um... ever.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
It simply watches, unable to do anything else
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(How
A N G E L I C
!)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*He's very much the wrong type of angel, though. Not from Heaven.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Erm I'm gonna say the golem fails, and uh, hearthstone is unconscious,*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Hearthstone raises his head weakly as the stone fist slams into his gut, making him cough up blood.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac runs into the alleyway
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
The rouge stone golem turns to face them.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.