Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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Mother Misery guides them to a rundown church that she and her priests have converted into a makeshift hospital. “Weeping pox is nasty… are you susceptible to disease? I should cleanse you, just in case. And don’t tell me I shouldn’t, I can’t get sick.”
he chuckles, eating a few chocolates of his own. He snaps, and a few moments later, it begins to snow outside.
“Why’d… why’d you decide that? To keep yourself from turnin’ pure evil?”
*Those are some good insights. Connecting the one shots sounds like a fun idea. Like an anthology!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“The stone cannot get sick. As I said before, I won’t die until my sister is healed, I will not.” He says, the sound of string pulling back in the distance, and suddenly there is an arrow in Darius’s shoulder “Oh, hmm.” He doesn’t flinch.
They look to the snow, quite interested by it “Ain’t that somethin’, ya got some kind o’ special power? I’m a Druid myself, but I can’t do that.”
*It is simply what I have to think, you know man? I am just trying to help a friend. Just try not to make it overwhelming, like people would need context for the one shots of the past for the current ones.*
*now speaking of combat-*
Mother misery shrieks. “MY DEAR AREYOUOKAYLETMEHELPYOUIWILLGRINDTHEMINTOABLOODYPULPFORYOU-“ she says, immediately casting a cure wounds on him, regardless of whether he wants her to or not (6 healing) before grabbing an umbrella, tipped with steel, from a nearby table in the church, and running out to find the attacker. Perception: 18
he looks up at them. “Oh, heh, that was nothing. I just like being all warm and cozy inside when there’s a big snowstorm!”
(i feel like [gp])
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Cut for Arch.*
They see someone around the same age, and from the same era as Darius in the distance. He seems strange, an arrow in hand, and strangely wearing a blindfold. Darius laugh, taking his spear off his back “Don’t worry, he’s an old friend of mine. He’s blind, but the best shot I’ve ever had.”
“Yer right, but I don’t mind the cold too much, maybe I’m just a lil different, but I like the warm an’ the cold.”
*oh no, what happened?*
Mother Misery is seething behind her mask, but lowers her umbrella of death, standing up straight and brushing off her dress.
“Well, that’s nice! I Don’t like when it’s hot… unless it’s inside and there’s a fire. If you could make it any weather you wanted right now, what’d it be?”
"In a way. We've done many terrible, terrible things in the past. Plagues. Famines. Wars. We were one back then. Angry and childish. We thought that revenge on mortalkind was the best option. But then we realized that we never wanted eradication. We wanted kinship. But one ur-fiend couldn't do it all. Differing approaches were necessary. Humanity must succumb to evil. See how ugly it is. Only when you realize your pain can you heal from it. Only when you see a problem can you fix it. I show people what they do when they can avoid liability. The Magus shows them what they do when they have the option to do anything at all. The Beast shows them what they do when they are desperate. If only we could inspire hope for the future as easily as we inspire sin." It sighs.
"It's a crying shame. So that's why we limit ourselves. We need people to make their own choices, and improve. It may sound evil, and maybe it is, but that isn't a factor to us. The kids feel the cruelty of man, but they never saw them at their worst."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*gtg soon. Can stick around for a bit, but only a bit.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
There seems to be a note on the arrow as he tears it out of his shoulder and the archer disappears. Darius reads it, and sighs “Oh course.” He crashes the note “Jokester.”
She runs her chin in thought, her claws tapping slightly “I don’t know, the Winter is so beautiful, but so is the Spring an’ Fall. Summer is amazin’, it all is so beautiful an’ perfect.”
*Sorry for disappearing.. I passed out. I'm sleeping on the couch tonight unfortunately so I don't think I am gonna get much sleep.*
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
”that’s… strangely, actually pretty good of you, I think. I mean… the methods are a bit… well, terrifying, but your intentions seem pretty good. But… who am I to judge? I’ve… mostly spent the last ten years drinking hot cocoa next to a fireplace…” he sighs.
*Welp, that sucks, do you want to continue where we left off? I don’t have too much time, but maybe I can get you a lil more tired.*
*I'm sorry to hear that, sweetie. I hope everything is going okay for you.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*If you want to continue.*
It laughs a bit. "Most people attack upon hearing that spiel. You're just as gentle as in the storybooks. I wish we could be family. But gods and demons don't mix, do they?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“What did it say?” She asks.
”alright, I’ll keep it snowin’ for now…” he finally finishes his hot cocoa. “I’m booooored… I’ve just been sittin’ here, doin’ this for soooooooo looooooong…” they slouch down in their chair, and a part of their little chocolate wafer antlers breaks off on the chair, which he catches and takes a bit out of, grumpily.