Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*It literally says so. Any creature not created by the Plague, but still similar to Damned, usually created by failed (or successful) experimentation. It’s not that hard to grasp. And what does that even have to do with anything?*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Sorry, meant to say in the context of the hunters. What's their policy, do they see them as disposable, stuff like that. I'm sorry if I'm bugging you. I just think your world is really cool and I'm trying to understand all the nuances so I can make a cool char.*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*They don’t care for them, don’t see them as living beings with rights and such, and are used as cannon fodder and meat shields occasionally*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*so they wouldn't bother schooling him, right. Just cannon fodder. okay.*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*They still do, they just don’t care if you die and won’t really try to save you if you’re dying or recover you if you go MIA*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*ah okay.*
Rummy is ready to get into the hunter academy place. Their ears are tied flat to their head and covered with a hood, so they almost pass as normal. But they're written into the system as a artificial damned, so there's really no point.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*is that good?*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Again. He would have already gone through all 4 years and exam, so he would realistically be around 20, if he passed, he would have been told immediately after the test had ended and shown around the Hunters Den*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Hmm good to know that, an encounter is going to be awesome if I get to take part, awesome if I don’t get to take part, either way I hope it’s awesome.*
*okay. After four long years of schooling, rummy's a hunter. Plenty of people around know what they really are, but they still wear their hood.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The masked man is going to restock his supplies(bananas mostly), and notices Rummy. "You there. Are you supposed to be here?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
I wanted to put something else here, but I couldn't think of anything, so here's a wooly mammoth. 🦣
A bellowing roar can be heard from the large training arena within the Hunter’s den, as Alabastor and Glendella are sparring against each other. Alabastor is using his speed, maneuverability, and his eldritch infused arcane blood to sprint and teleport across the battlefield as Glendella, in her large wendigo looking Wickerbeast form, is slinging spells and swooping with acidic claws and a strange fungal tendril that seems to grow out of her chest and arms.
Roman watches the two from the sidelines. Either he’s unimpressed or he always looks like that.
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Eventually, Al would shoot a blood arrow, stroking Glen’s Wickerbeast form in the chest before massive tendrils form out of blood and wrap around her. The damage from the arrow and falling to the ground knocks the cursed blood back into her true, small form.
“Looks like it’s my victory today Glenny dear.” Al says as he makes a motion with his hand and the tendrils dissipates, allowing the poor girl to catch her breath. Then the Noble walks over and holds a hand out. “We are tied yet again.”
Glen would grab his hand with her clawed one. “Rematch tomorrow….?” She asks timidly, which causes Al to laugh heartily. “Of course my fierce little lilypad”
Roman takes a few steps forward. Or at least that’s what it looks like, as he some how makes it all the to them, standing right next to Glen “You are both quite skilled.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Glen jumps a bit, always a little nervous when addressed but people she doesn’t know. Al, on the other hand, smiles at Roman. “Thank you. You are one of the clerics of the Church right? We don’t see your lot down here very often.”
“No. I am a Hunter, as you two are. We talked around 3 days ago. Possibly more.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“Ah, right. I’m confusing you with someone else, my apologies. Well it’s good to see you again regardless.”
“It is fine. Who is your smaller friend?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“This is Glendella, a cursed blood from the great swamps south of the city.” Al says as the small figure looks up at Roman. “Hello, it is a pleasure to meet another Hunter.”