Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
Sign in to view your library & saved favorites.
Sign in- Marketplace
Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer CreaturesFrozen SickD&D Beyond Basic RulesBasic Rules (2014)Sign in to view your library & saved favorites.
Sign in
"That would be..." he yawns, revealing his sharp little chompers, "...great. Thank you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"His name is Samaritan. Hell chef or something, I don't know, I don't keep up with politics." She shrugged
01010011 01100101 01100011 01101111 01101110 01100100 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01000001 01100011 01100011 01101111 01110101 01101110 01110100
"Cool. Haven't been to Hell in like, a while. I'm not good with politics either. I'm paid to not pay attention." He climbs her dress to get a sip of her drink. "Wan' some strawberry syrup with that?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Nah, pretty sure it would ruin the strawberry syrup honestly. Whatever I've created, it's awful." She laughed
01010011 01100101 01100011 01101111 01101110 01100100 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01000001 01100011 01100011 01101111 01110101 01101110 01110100
"Yeah, it's pretty bad. If I wasn't basically immune to alcohol at this point, I'd probably be dead." He lets go and sort of tumbles to the ground.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She chuckled, throwing the drink over the side railing. It shatters on the ground, sizzling the pavement like acid.
01010011 01100101 01100011 01101111 01101110 01100100 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01000001 01100011 01100011 01101111 01110101 01101110 01110100
*Is anyone else still interested in this thread?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*was waiting for you to respond lol*
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
*I don't really know what to do with this interaction*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hmm* "do you have a place you would cook it, or would my place do? i have all that would be needed to cook" he chuckled "im just not verry good at it"
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
"I have a ghost kitchen, but I'd gladly cook in your home if you would like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"that would be much appreciated, follow me, to my home" he began walking towards the taller buildings farther off
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
*bump just to keep this alive*
Wes (he/him): 14 y/o bisected bisexual + general f*ckup
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
I am currently on an exchange trip, sporadic posting for 2 weeks
|------extended sig------|
*Thank you very much, Wes*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*it’s nothing. I like this place, and it’s partly my fault it quieted down. Coupla days and I’ll be able to RP more easily.*
Wes (he/him): 14 y/o bisected bisexual + general f*ckup
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
I am currently on an exchange trip, sporadic posting for 2 weeks
|------extended sig------|
*I don't think it's your fault at all.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*thanks, Baalze*
A well-dressed yet aging gentleman enters the bar, staring wildly around at this, that, and the other. His hands both pull frantically at his graying hair, and some who look carefully might see a glimpse of—pink?—in his hair.
”Is anyone here a wizard?” he cries.
Wes (he/him): 14 y/o bisected bisexual + general f*ckup
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
I am currently on an exchange trip, sporadic posting for 2 weeks
|------extended sig------|
A gruff-looking kitchen worker, one of the many strugels of The Tower, speaks up while not looking away from the grill. "What do you need a wizard for?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Maybe I should just let this die...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Well, it's rather...personal." He whips his head back and forth while he says so. Approaching the worker, he sighs. "Are you a wizard, then? Could you fix---" and here, he smooths his hair, flattening and moving tufts away to reveal...pig ears?...where his normal ones should be- "---these?"
"I've been cursed, alright?" he whispers loudly. "I need someone to fix these, because I've got a target painted onto the...well...sides of my head---as long as I have these."
Wes (he/him): 14 y/o bisected bisexual + general f*ckup
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
I am currently on an exchange trip, sporadic posting for 2 weeks
|------extended sig------|