Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*aww, thanksies! Anyways, care to continue the interaction between Aurelia and KK?*
“Mhm. I don’t believe I’ve met you before though…” He turns to her.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*:D indeed!*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She laughs "I heard and saw it." She likes him and tilts her head.
He nods "I would like that actually. You're the only person I pretty much cared about that's come here so far." He says.
He nods and leads the way. They end up at a fancy bistro and are settled outside on the restaurants patio dining. Samaritan watches Riotan for a moment "If you are uncomfortable, we can leave. I will not mind."
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, I'd love to!*
"...the Flood?" KK inquires, seeming just as interested as before but not quite as cheery.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I'm pretty sure we met once before... I just wasn't me then. You're Riotan, right? I am- er, I was Traitor until somewhat recently. But now, I'm just Omori."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She looks confused for a second. “I mean the-… OH- sorry, he-he. Forgot you weren’t a native of the court. It’s… really not that big of a deal, really… there’s just a prophecy that one day, we don’t know when, there will be a flood to wash away the sinful of the court, leaving only the Archduchess… weeping on her throne. -But really, we don’t know when, could be in ten thousand years all we know!”
“Yes… have you named it?” He asks Harmonia.
“Great!” She gives a mighty swing, trying to knock out a hole big enough to finally let Home out.
“Oh no this is wonderful! I’m really glad you actually took me here. It’s reassuring that you think of this relationship as more than physical.” He smiles kindly.
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 see. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Harmonia shakes her head "I wanna call her Spirit or ***** or something." She said.
Suddenly, they both watch as a huge chunk, the size of a window, breaks and falls to the ground. Home looks stunned, amazed, and happy.
"Mn, something of the sort. My emotions towards you are complex.." he says "Then again all my emotions towards others seem to be that way. "
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
She takes a moment to process Aurelia's explanation, seeming a little... sad? "That's the thing with prophecies- we don't really get all the details until it's actively happening. Whether it's true or not, I can't imagine that's easy to avoid feeling anxious about. Here's hoping, if it is true, that it's ages away." She softly smiles, trying to seem somewhat comforting.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Pleased to meet you too- for real this time." She looks back up at the stars for a moment, and then down at her star charts, seeing which stars are where.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I love that idea. Sweets are one of my favorite themes to work with.*
*Right now I'm working on a snake-like Dark Power since I don't have time to RP. There are a lot of supernatural serpents out there, so picking just a couple is going to be hard. I had the idea of incorporating those themes of divinity and rejuvenation as well as poison and gluttony. It would be easy to go in a fey direction from here, but I think that's more your thing. Plus, shadowfell monsters have epic potential.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*what were you trying to write there?*
Loriche gasps and drops the pick, looking to him wearily but eagerly. “Ready to step out, then?”
“Good enough for me. Let’s head in.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*how fun! Dark powers are so interesting. I had a dark power that was a snake. She was a chef, the embodiment of starvation that was suffering from a constant gnawing hunger she could never satiate, so she decided to make sure nobody she cared about felt the same way*
“So what kinda feeling do you get when you look up at the night sky?”
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 smiles too, trying to act cheery despite the heavy subject. “Thank you… one of the only… real productive things I do is try to find a solution to it, but nothing so far is working. It was told five hundred or so years ago, just before I became the archduchess… now, you, uh-, might think that a flood the washes away the sins of a court? That must be a… a good thing…” she starts, her voice a bit shakey. “But… all of the native mortals of the court… everyone born in Fontaine... Are born with sin in their hearts.”
"...Comfort. It feels comforting." She responds.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I tried to write birch but it autocorrected sadly.*
He nods and slowly extends an arm out and then steps out. He looks around, a bit scared to move.
He nods and leads the way in. The two are seated at a table in the back. Samaritan nods to the waiter and he brings over a bottle of wine and lets them be.
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
*ah*
"Wonderful names. I'm sure your bond will only strengthen over time as your knowledge of the arcane increases and increases."
She smiles reassuringly. "How's it feel?"
Rio looks around idly. "How come you wear those masks, anyhow? I think you're pretty beautiful."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.