Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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“I’d love to.” Kayla smiles warmly at Pekkan, then heads upstairs.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
She gives a shrug, pointing at a ghost
With a slight hop to start, he kicks the dummies head, nearly tearing it clean off with the force from the kick
Pekkan waves goodbye, then goes off to do whatever she finds interesting
(bad)
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
Theren turns and waves.
"Nice job."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I might intro someone who isn't staff today/tomorrow*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*sorry to hear that*
Pekkan hums, watching them interact
"Whew, thanks. Glad I overclocked these things strength."
Tyrion puts his guitar on his bag and unsheathes his rapier. "Anyone wish to duel? No major injuries, of course! In fact, here we go" After digging around in his bag he finds two round fencing caps/tips, one for his rapier, and one for anyone who wishes to duel.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
(it's fine. nothing new at least)
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
(hi 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
Theren waves his hand and the ghosts vanish.
"No kidding."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey Moon!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
(how are 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
*I'm good thanks! Might intro someone. How about yourself?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*gtg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*See ya*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The Grave Fields stand empty, littered with the remains of mechanical and biological war machines. No one remembers what the battle was about, or who was fighting, and very few have visited the nightmarish place. They say that you can still find the soldiers there, their bodies so full of Aurum Vitae that they can't even find the lucidity to die.
No one visits the fields.
They say that mail has been coming and going from the farmhouse, a building so vile that not even the most psychotic mutants can be found around it.
But someone must be living there, sending letters to elite scholars and researchers, speaking of an incredible compound called the Mix, one that could bring humanity to the next step in evolution. These letters demand that they come and see what lies within the farmhouse. The erudites, confused and mildly terrified, decided to send out the adventurers to collect this "Mix."
The Grave Fields lie empty, littered with the remains of mechanical and biological adventurers. No one knows what the battles were about, or who were the killers, and very few have made it out of the nightmarish place...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Jeez these quote chains are humongous)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
(bad)
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