Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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A massive, 9-foot-tall monster in ornate golden armor walks out of the ocean, a hammer-like staff in his hand. Anyone who wants to make a history check to identify the figure can do so.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Kayla’s pretty good at History, she’ll try
History 13
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.
*eh, why not.*
Therens history: 24
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
This is a legendary war hero called the Plague Eater, or, more probably, someone dressing up as him, since the Plague Eater died centuries ago when his staff exploded and reduced him to a fine pink mist.
There are thousands of legends detailing his exploits, and they can't seem to decide whether he was a hero or an actual monster. He was known for his indiscriminate eating habits and incredible tactical wit, and his name comes from the fact that he ate swarms of plague rats and saved his platoon from their horrible diseases.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
You also succeed, remembering the same things as Woods.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren raises an eyebrow and watches the figure.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Plague Eater makes his way toward the tavern, drawing many stares. This is an excellent recreation of his armor and weapon. It must've taken several master craftsmen several years just to make the staff, let alone the plate armor.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"no way this guy is the real deal."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*bacc*
psychopath ^-^
When the oversized man enters the tavern, he makes a beeline for the counter, pulling out a small medal. It's a House of Hospitality's Blessing medal, awarded to soldiers who help advertise the brands associated with the House of Hospitality, as the Plague Eater was known to do. It grants steep discounts to the bearer when ordering food, drinks, and rooms, but only to those who respect such medals.
The figure looks nervous. "I-I haven't used this in a long time. Do you still accept my discount here?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren watches, eyebrows raised
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*any1 hab chars open?*
psychopath ^-^
*mhm.*
Theren is outside humming to himself as he reads a book.
Phoenix is outside sparring.
Alric is talking to Vega.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The staff carefully examine the medal, making sure that it is, in fact, real. The Plague Eater is overjoyed as he gets his discount. He proceeds to buy incredible amounts of day-old baked goods, expired meat, and mead.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Weirdo." he mumbles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*gtg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The figure evidently heard that. He looks as hurt as a man in plate armor can look. "Hey, if you had to eat as much as I do, you would buy the cheap stuff too! Well, except mead, but I've been dead for hundreds of years and I deserve a treat anyway."
The "mouth" of his decorative helm opens, revealing his actual, too-wide mouth as he begins to eat the food he has in front of him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Bye!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*o*
psychopath ^-^
Vega grins, patting him on the back