Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"Cool. Where do you get all that blood from, by the way?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*yo anyone wanna RP?*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*Sure! Any particular character you'd like?*
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)
"Oh, you know..." She seems nervous for a second. "Around." She gestures to a large bucket of what's labelled as sheep's blood sitting near the mannequin assembly area.
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)
*well, if you’d like I’d like to continue the drama with the rippling court, so KK?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She nervously chuckles, climbing onto stage. “Is it possible we Could… have a conversation somewhere else? Currently, I look a small bit more insane than they already think I am.”
He leans over, dips his finger in, and tastes it. "Good stuff. Tastes fresh. Preservatives?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sounds wonderful to me!*
KK has returned to the Rippling Court, now with four of her mannequin constructs in tow. Despite the ball being over, she still wears the mask and outfit from then, and her creations have matching attire suited to anatomies that are not at all humanoid and have many, many arms.
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)
"Some. Blood needs to be fresh for the animation. Figured that out the hard way." She dips a quill in the blood, and begins adding symbols in spots along the mannequin monstrosity's body.
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)
As her hand hits the bloody area, it pushes through about two feet, knocking something out of place. When it comes up, it's the corpse of the last person to die within the Domain of Delight. Other corpses rise up from the pool, belonging to anyone else who died or was taken apart here, along with some fey missing from the Summer Court. "Oh, come on now! Most everyone's insane here! But if you insist..." She falls through the 'floor' of the pool, and, along with all the gore, corpses, and Podmorski, lands in what looks to be a very expensive hotel room. It would be perfect, suited exactly to her tastes... if the other things hadn't fallen with her.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Have you ever heard of... nah, that's probably outside of your ability to procure, huh?" He cackles. "So, how has the investigation been going?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
After a few seconds more, the construct- a horrific mass of arms and heads and torsos in the crude shape of a spider- gets up and starts ambling about through the warehouse. KK cackles a bit as well. "It's been going alright. I have a reason to return that also lets me search for more evidence, so I'm hoping to find something new soon."
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)
He nods, watching the abomination scuttle about. "That's good. I'm going to take inspiration from your work, if that's alright. It's really incredible how horrible they are. You can keep looking for ages and it just gets worse."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Aurelia is at the grand plaza, right outside the opera house, having a cup of tea, and going over some untidily scribbled notes on a piece of parchment. She senses KK approaching, looks up, and puts on a small smile, mostly ignoring the four mannequins. Around the plaza, there are eight guards carefully watching KK.
”oh, it’s great to see you once again! I’m afraid we’re having… little luck with the case, but I’m fairly sure it must have been the magicians. Just have to get enough evidence that they’ll be found guilty before the orator.”
Her eyes widen in terror, and with slight curiosity, wondering how many corpses are within the pool. She magically clears off her clothes of any stains or debris, and turns to Podmorski.
”so… you wanted to meet me?”
"No, I don't mind at all. That feeling of unease is exactly what I was going for when designing them." She laughs, also watching her creation shamble about.
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)
*Im back, does anyone want to continue or start rping? If so, please pick the characters.*
She bows, with her four guards doing the same a second later. "It's great to see you again as well, your radiance. I'm sure we'll find more evidence soon enough."
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)
He sits in a big, plush chair, drenched in guts like everything else in the room. The reason why he wears the rain coat and hat is quite apparent now. He conjures a mug and scoops up some blood, puts in some sugar and cream, and takes a sip. Her spell can't clean the blood off her hands. "Yes." He gestures with his spoon. "You've... piqued my interest, like so many before you." He stands up and drags a summer archfey's body onto the coffee table, then places sets of random rusty cutlery before her and himself. "But before that, we should pray, don't you think?" He puts his fat hands together.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels