Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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It nods, its hideous, scrunched-up face in its claws.
Four humanoids, clearly adventurers judging by their gear, can be seen through the portal, watching in shock. They begin to whisper to each other.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*but thats no fun lol*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Phoenix waves at them and grabs the sword. He then yanks it out.
STR: 18
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(but upping the brightness reduces how scary the game is)
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
*Thats no fun. the darkness is welcoming*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*am back, wassup*
*characters:*
Abigail is moving her stuff into a house after... borrowing it from the previous occupants
Ozzy is having lunch cause he's hungry
With a roll like that, it comes out easily. Grey dust and small amounts of golden ichor come out with it. The monstrosity whimpers and gives Phoenix a big hug, being careful not to crush its potential new friend.
One of the adventurers pipes up. "Hey, um, that's my sword. Also, why are you... helping that thing?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*-doom music starts-*
"OI!" Theren yells at her.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
( [gp] you turns on floodlight )
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
Phoenix shrugs. "My sword now loser. Also, never judge a book by its cover."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It's the servant of a necromancer who works with vampires, and it lives in the catacombs! It was made from the flesh of Titans! Have you ever seen something so clearly evil?!"
A couple of undead follow the party, drawing weapons when they see the Abomination, which seems to be conflicted between cowering behind Phoenix and rushing in to attack. RIght now it is taking the former option.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Stay behind me." he mutters to the creature. He then calls to the party. "So? He could be nice and forced into this whole mess. You ever think of that?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*-pulls power- No*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hm?" She looks up from her book, sat in a trunk of stuff as her shield guardian moves stuff in, "Ah the ruffian, hello."
"Everything born from the Nightmare is evil, let alone from the Titans. That thing cannot possibly have any good in it. At best it's using you as a new surrogate master because it's afraid of thinking for itself."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You cant just force people out of their home! Do you have zero morals?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(pulls out a generator
yes)
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
"Ever think of giving it a chance? Or are you too nearsighted to think about such things?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm not forcing them, I'm simply changing their residence to the nearby tavern" she says simply
*scaredy cat*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.