Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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'Yeah, same. I hate the Sugarman, and I hate the fact that the other kids bullied me about him'
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"Sounds rough." He tosses another piece of candy into a shadow. "The veil gets thin around this time of year and all sorts of horrors get a hankerin' for terrorizin' the populace. As soon as this one is dealt with, another will probably step in its place."
'Yeah, ya got a good point there. Maybe it's best to go hide in the sewers'
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He shrugs, "You go do that if ya want. I ain't sure if that is such a good idea though. Evil likes dark places to hide because their villainy can't be seen there. Also the unclean nature of the pipes can attract all sorts of fiends."
'They'd be dumb to hide from me in dark places, I got darkvision. And surely the fiends have got better places to be this time of year?'
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There's a small tapping on their shoulder
"You might be right about that. Those sorts of spirits will be attracted to places where people they can torment are usually found. They wouldn't expect to find someone in the sewers and might not go down there."
'Plus, though they're a bit nasty and stinky and gross, there's nothing inherently evil about sewers, and it's evil that fiends like best'
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He grunts, "I once had to fight a giant alligator in the sewers. The thing was massive, with teeth in places teeth shouldn't be and something in that water twisted its flesh and hardened its scales. That thing was a nightmare."
'Oof, that sounds pretty nasty. What were ya doing in the sewers?'
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"I was down there huntin' for the gator. There were reports of some monster attackin' folks and I had tracked it down through a drain pipe. That beast had to be over 10 yards long, from snout to tail!"
'Dang, that's massive! Which city was that? Please don't say it was Pohaku City, or Stonekeep City, or Blackrain City...'
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"It was..." He scratches his head, "Dang it, I forget. But let me tell ya, it was a monster. Ya know they say that gators can bite hard but they don't have as many muscles to open their mouths? Well, I tried holdin' its mouth closed like yer supposed to do, but some chemicals in the muck it was swimmin' in reorganized that beast's anatomy so that it could open its mouth with as much power as it could close it! That thing was a devil!"
'It does sound like a monster and a half! But I don't know about devil? Devils are... something else'
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Fun little cutscene:
Night falls upon the city.
A papergirl rushes home, panicked. She opens the door, slams it behind her, and sighs. Her father grins at her. "How's the job?"
She nods hurriedly and dumps a couple of fistfuls of coins on the table. Her father eagerly counts them. The girl waits patiently. The father stops after a minute, then restarts. "There are more coins than last time."
The girl swallows hard. "I took on a-an extra route so I could buy candy. F-for the Sugarman." The father sighs, glowering at her. "You wasted my money. On a suspicion that some childhood boogeyman of mine is back." He stands up. The papergirl takes a step back, shaking. "YOU. STOLE. MY. MONEY!" Roars the father, stomping towards her. She runs for her bedroom, tears streaming down her face. She hides under the bed, then suddenly freezes. Her window is open. She had closed it before she left. She remembers the candies in her pocket.
The father storms into the room, bringing the girl back to reality. He looks around. He growls when he sees his daughter in her usual hiding spot. She never learns.
He begins to reach under the bed when he freezes, just as the girl had. His face floods with horror. The papergirl is confused, and possibly more afraid than her father. The closet door begins to open. A creak, a hum. A song.
The father turns around. "Let me under the bed." The girl shakes her head as the song starts. "Please..." he whimpers.
A pale hand drums its fingers on the edge of the closet door.
"Please..."
The girl pulls the candy out of her pocket, causing the song to grow louder.
"Please..."
The door opens wider. A top hat... a mouth full of sharp, rotten teeth. Singing that old song.
"I understand the words..." He whispers.
A new headline: Sugarman Takes His Next Victim!
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Oh no. No, no, no. He's here'
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*wow, spooky*
The newcomers reading the newspaper, well 'reading' since they haven't taken off their blindfold, "A ghost?"
'The Sugarman. Maybe a ghost. All I know is that I've seen him'
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They laugh softly, "Woth a name like that they can't be that bad can they?"
The Wampahoofus is reading the newspaper with a grim expression, "Dang it! Got distracted. It seems to have attacked someone in their home... that makes it less likely that it is vampiric in nature."