Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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“That would be appreciated. You can begin in a place known as the hamlet, a place plagued by monsters from an eldritch monster hidden within a nearby manor. I, along with a few other including the Jester, have been working to purge the manor.”
"I see. I will send some of my demons to protect and care for the townsfolk. Don't worry about them going rogue, demons are cowardly creatures in the face of a clear superior, and they know that I'm always watching."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“They will have some issue, there is another demon prince there. Known as the Swine god, created by the ancestor, a mad man who seeked power outside of his reach and nearly doomed the hamlet as a result. I trust you will be able to handle it for a time though.”
"So that's where REND went. He said he had better places to be, so he left the Demon Pit. He always called himself the Swine God or the Pig God or something like that. He's not a prince, no matter what he says. He's strong for certain, but he's never even jostled my position. My demons will probably make fun of him instead of fighting alongside him. He's a decent demon, to be clear, it's just that he's a bit of a laughingstock among even the imps."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Every time we manage to kill his vessel he simply returns in another, and he is strangely protective of another pig creature. To the point of where if we attack the smaller pig creature they seemingly go berserk. It is strange Indeed. I am indebted to you for this, thank you for keeping the hamlet safe.”
"You aren't indebted to me for anything. However, I will ask that if you have the time and resources, I'd like the bodies left from your crusade. Skeletons, demons, pigs, ghouls, whatever you find. I find unnatural corruption adds a fine flavor."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I will try, you must know though that there are occasions where my blades seems to strike so true that no corpse is left behind, blasted into nothing. I have also seen the same from my fellow allies on our expeditions.”
"It is all fine. You needn't worry. I don't expect any corpses, but should you have both the bodies and the storage, I would greatly appreciate it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
It takes another lurching step forward. "Aarree yyoouu tthhee ccuurreenntt... hrrrhrr... ccoommmmaannddeerr..." Both of its heads speak simultaneously with seemingly great difficulty, spitting yellow spittle with each foreign phrase. "Wwaass nneevveerr ccoommaannddeerr. Hrrhrrhr... wwaass wweeaappoonn..... wwaass ttooooll..."
“I will do my best to provide you with those, and if I find anything executional for a demon such as yourself I will make sure to take it with me.”
"I see... well, my friend and I were hoping to use this spelljammer to build a star-faring vessel to travel the cosmos. Though, seeing as it's occupied, is there anything I could give you in exchange?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Thank you very much. If you get hungry again, be sure to call me. I have all the bones you can eat."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He gets up from the table, taking his blade out of the ground and putting it on his back once more, still watching the ghouls “It was a wonderful meal, please take my advice to heart so you can make another. Goodbye.” He walks away.
"Wwhhaatt iiss tthheerree iinn tthhiiss aalliieenn wwoorrlldd ttoo pplleeaassee mmee? II wwaanntt... nnootthhiinngg."
"Understandable. Perhaps there may be something from outside this world you may want? Once the renovations are complete, the entire universe will be within our grasp!" Helianth's flower heads attempt to look around the figure- which is at roughly equivalent height to itself- to see into the ship proper.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The interior of the ship is veiled in darkness, "II wwaanntt nnootthhiinngg... hrr... bbuutt ttoo bbee... hrrhrr... lleefftt aalloonnee!" It slams its fists on the ground, adding reasonably clear emphasis to its point.
The sunflower slowly shakes its 'main' flower head as it turns away from the creature. "...I truly do hate when negotiations go sour..." It looks over to Felix.
"Felix, my friend... what say we broaden our palates a touch? I'm sure you're thinking of recipes already."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Felix is drawing a sigil on the ground as the conversation goes on. He reaches into his Bag of Colding and removes a thermos of pure water, putting it in the center of the circle. "Hold on, just a moment..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Felix looks up from his circle, and then seems to listen to something. "The Gourmet Gods declare this meal to require special preparation." He draws what looks like an oversized spaghetti-plating fork as a massive spirit appears from the circle, drinking the water and conjuring a massive spoon filled with flaming oil.
Felix prepares to cook! INIT: 18
The frying spirit lurches into the fray! INIT: 22 (Using the Nightmare's stats as a placeholder, but with a different creature type)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'll go ahead an roll for initiative I suppose.*
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