Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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"I've been studying it for a long while myself. If you stop trying to kill me, I could teach you how some of it works." It responds, some of its other flower heads whispering in Deep Speech as is casts a Quickened Sunbeam at him, spewing a ray of light and radiation at him. It then takes the Dodge action as its main action, moving within melee range. DC 17 Con save, 35 radiant damage.
The shadow drifts a bit closer, seeming amused by something, kneeling down to eye level with him. "Awesome. I'm something of a spellcaster too. How far along are you in your studies?" It asks, showing genuine interest.
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)
Merabelle casts Plane Shift on herself, following after them. Inky black wings extend from her back as her body is covered in starry dots. Her claws and fangs grow, her tail swinging as she cries that Inky darkness.
(Maybe, I didn't get much of a good read on him, who might be good for him?)
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I think it's really cool!*
"Well, I'm planning on making some changes to how things work around here. You could be the lord of your own slice of the world, and the strongest being there- forever. All you'd need to do is help me set the stage."
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 is unable to inter his demiplane. If she goes back to Olivers body she finds his ghost waiting for her.
(Dunno. Who can deal with a witty, scrappy, jokster with no parental figure. I mean dudes like 19 bout to turn 20)
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Thanks!! I've been getting back into cyberpunk*
"Huh...alright choom. Whaddya need me to do?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*is this a decent backstory? Adran as a child was raised in a church worshipping Silvanus god of wild nature he continued his devotion to this god for many years till on his 150th birthday he was bestowed a blessing from the god and he began seeing dreams of a plague appearing in the north adran determined to protect nature decided to leave the church thinking that this is his gods will*
Extended signature
(you want to rp 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
(Well that sucks, and Tim's dad is pretty strong, so I've decided the third his total health.) Con save:15
He rolls his eyes as his flesh burns from the Sunbeam "If I stopped trying to kill you, you would simply kill me." He then casts Psychic Crush on them. DC 24 Int save or take:48 Psychic damage and be stunned for a minute, half on a success.
"N-not very far, I know how to cast cantrips and stuff, but only a few, and the only other spell I know how to do is Shield. Wanna see?" He asks them, putting down the book for a moment.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(I just want you to know, unless the creature never leaves that Demiplane, it is going to die, probably a lot if I'm being honest.)
She does. She isn't able to bring herself to even talk to them directly, she picks up their stuffed animal, sits on their bed, and begins to openly weep.
Darius watches them, he's around the same age, a little younger, but with an entirely different outlook on life. He sharpens his shortswords as he watches, obviously judging them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Hes staying in there*
"Momma...." his voice echoes.
X laughs to himself as he counts the coins.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sounds good to me.*
Merabelle looks up to them for a moment "I... I'm so so sorry, Momma couldn't save ya... d- do ya want me ta try an' bring ya back?" She weakly asks, beginning to draw a magic circle, despite knowing it won't work.
Darius scoffs at them, muttering to himself, but at them "Weak and pathetic. I'm embarrassed for you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The shadow's face splits open into a wide smile. "There is one of my creations that I need returned to me, though they're guarded by a persistent and powerful druid. I'll keep them occupied- all you need to do is bring me the child. And then, wait for everything to fall together."
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)
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
He floats infront of her sadly. "You can try to momma...."
"Ay choom. Keep those opinions to yourself." he calls
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She draws the circle, and keeps trying. She won't stop unless he stops her, for hours she makes attempt after attempt, using everything she knows, every ounce of magic she can.
"How about you keep people's money to themselves? Because I know all of that isn't yours."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I feel ill.. I have been dry-heaving all morning but nothing has come up yet my mouth waters like it knows I need to throw up. My headache has turned into a migraine to the point everything is too loud. My boss won't answer my texts or calls about if I can work from home instead of in the office. I want to break the windows of this BMW outside the nature center because the rich snobby arse doesn't need to be flaunting the fact they have wealth.
I am volatile right now, I am angry, I am overstimulated, and I am unhappy.*
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
"Woah woah. Hold up. You want me to capture a kid? Thats not really nova man..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Have you eaten anyhting..?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The circle glows like its working, Olivers body floating.
"So what? I gotta eat and live too."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(how do I help you?)
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