Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*yeah, might want to get that checked out*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Anyone on?*
*Oof, sorry about your head, Lawrence.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Literally always)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*ye, I'm on*
*Would you like to RP?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sure*
Ozzy is designing ankle rockets
Pax is helping clean up the zombie corpses
Abigail is in her home, having successfully ignored the mayhem
There is a decadent, well-shaded carnival of black and gold set up outside in the streets. The rotting bodies nearby have disappeared entirely. The food being served smells more intoxicating than even the drinks, which range from fine wine to cheap yet delicious beer. The place seems to call to Abigail in particular, as though her selfishness had attracted it in the first place.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Feel free to send them all the the street carnival if you wish. Abigail doesn't have to come at all, either.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She curiously misty steps to the streets, walking into the carnival
The stalls all have large umbrellas to provide protection from the sun despite it being Autumn. Many of the creatures running the shops, stalls, and tents seem to be non-human, but Abigail can't tell exactly what they are. They seem friendly enough, though, and there is plenty to entice even someone as discerning as she is.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sorry for dissapearing, I had a test*
Abigail hums as she explores, speaking to everyone in her usual polite yet somehow condescending tone
Ember, now wearing a cloak, walks into the carival, alongsde flutter and bonsi
I'm viper, The Ultimate Silly Snake 50/50 whatever I'm saying is a poorly thought-out joke, or something I think makes sense but really doesn't.
i also like being estreeeeeemely chaotic.
I also do commissions! look here for prices!
*It's alright*
All of the carnies seem to love her despite her being less-than-friendly toward them. They offer her free food and drinks, fortune tellings, whatever they have to give.
A voice comes from the smog pumped out by the stoves and ovens, flickering with golden embers: "A quick suggestion: try the giant moth on a stick. It's very good."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The carnival is a wonderful mess of contrasting sensory experiences. All sorts of food and drink, games and shops, rides and contests, fortune tellers and magicians litter the streets, none of them a recognizable race.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
flutter mostly goes for games, particularly those supposedly about dexterity and skill, meanwhile Ember sticks mostly to food and drink, occasionally handing bonsai some scraps of meat
I'm viper, The Ultimate Silly Snake 50/50 whatever I'm saying is a poorly thought-out joke, or something I think makes sense but really doesn't.
i also like being estreeeeeemely chaotic.
I also do commissions! look here for prices!
The games are all surprisingly winnable, and Flutter ends up with quite a few stuffies of foreign monsters and imaginary creatures.
Ember and Bonsai find the food to be strange, but amazing. The fried meat lumps in particular are incredible, and are effectively the savory equivalent of jelly beans: tons of flavors, all of them distinct, identifiable by appearance (in this case shape), and most importantly, delicious.
The giant Victrillian moth is also great, but very big.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*back*
*bump*
As night falls, a massive figure coalesces out of smoke and darkness, the golden embers in the smog becoming glowing eyes.
The darkness forms into the clothes of a hill-giant-sized ringmaster in black and gold, with a monstrous, bestial skull for a face and a tophat on top of that. The monster spins its ebony and silver cane as it hums a wonderful song in its deep, mighty voice.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
flutter takes her winnings home.
meanwhile ember and bonsai wander around, trying whatever catches their eyes
I'm viper, The Ultimate Silly Snake 50/50 whatever I'm saying is a poorly thought-out joke, or something I think makes sense but really doesn't.
i also like being estreeeeeemely chaotic.
I also do commissions! look here for prices!