Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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'I guess I've always seen worse than sweaty helmet food. I don't recommend being a mercenary'
'Because, well, why would I do that? And anyway, I'm unarmed and weak. Do I look like a mugger?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I, erm, don't plan on it."
"Muggers come in all shapes and sizes. I'm a girl, I've got to be careful with these sorts of things." She looks back up at Flint, smiling. "But alright, I'll come, if only for a quick trip so you can prove your backstory."
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.
'Good. Always good to hear'
'Great!' His eyes dart towards the nearest manhole, which he prises open and climbs down. 'The smell ain't so bad when ya get used to it, don't worry'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He nods.
"So we're really doing this, huh?" She slowly begins to follow.
*Sorry, gtg, catch you later!*
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.
Leo nods back
'Indeed we are' He's standing knee-deep in slimy water at the bottom of the shaft, grinning
*I gtg too, see you, and enjoy your tea!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*I like to play Nothics like Gollum.*
A grubby tiefling with red skin and golden eyes has entered the underground floor. He is very thin and he does not look as if he has had a good meal or bath in a while. Beneath the rags of his cloak you can see that he wears armor, but he does not carry a visible weapon.
He sits down at the bar and orders some food.
*Oh, hey! Haven't seen you in a while!
Wait, I don't have a character down here... wait a second, let me just...*
Sirius Fluff, a ferretfolk master chef and gourmet hunter, walks down into the tavern and begins pulling expensive-looking bottles out of the crate he carries on his back as a backpack. He begins to pour shots of each drink with his own monogrammed shot glasses.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Yeah, I have been incredibly busy.*
"Hey! Hey you!" the tiefling says to the ferretfolk, "Do you have anything to eat or drink? I've been eating mushrooms and drinking pond water for the last month and would greatly appreciate a real meal."
Bob is sweeping the floors
Leo is at the counter
Flint is halfway down the drain outside, visible through the window
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The stout creature slowly turns his head. "Hm. How much are you willing to pay for a fine meal? I'm not capable of providing a cheap one, I'm afraid."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Pay?" He seems to consider this, "Yeah, I'll pay." The horned man digs through his pockets while chuckling to himself and eventually produces 14 gp and 6 sp. "Is this enough for a decent meal?" You notice that the air above his shoulder seems to quiver and ripple like the air on a hot summer day.
The fluffy creature takes a close look at the coins. He "Hm"s again. "I can offer you a small meal. A single course. It should fill you up, though. You in?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"A small meal is fine, as long as it is real food."
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The ferret snaps his fingers, summoning a tiny spirit of blue flame and producing an oversized frying pan, also monogrammed. He begins tossing seemingly random ingredients into the pan, using the spirit as a heat source. "You will be having medium rare Dredge Venison and assorted vegetables and fungi from the Gravelands, paired with a savory wine from the Fenrot. All these ingredients are locally sourced from nearby swamps."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I only have one character here right now, so let's say this is a different point in time from the other interaction.*
The tiefling is sitting near Leo. He seems to be talking to himself, you overhear, "No, I won't do that."
'Won't do what?'
*thanks*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The tiefling watches, fascinated by the display, "Sounds delicious. Where did you learn to cook like that?"
He turns and stares at you with his golden eyes, "Rob you."
'You'd be wise not to. I've killed men before. Not something I'm proud of, but if I were you, I wouldn't make trouble.'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.