Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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“I would request first, an alliance and a mutual agreement not to harm each other. I could offer some of my Angelic Drakon eggs, which will grow into strong and powerful beings, and I would request in return blueprints for your flying machines and other machines so that we may reach the same level of advancement as you.”
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
“Some of them.”
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Ooooohh okie. With mortals, contracts wouldn't cost points though, right?*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Don’t think so, because even a little bit of divine power can be binding. Mortals making deals with each other cannot bind at all, though.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Alright.*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone wanna rp?*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta..."But enough to cause damage?"
*oh y’all should I make Aega a conviction god or a nature god? Because the two things she rules over uhhhh cover both of those.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
CP for Yuki: 5
*Same thing for Ren. Conviction mebbe?*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...“Yes, as you saw from the wild storm. Why would I want to cause damage, though?”
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Hiya Link, sher!*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Kalaposi or Inachus?*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...*MEEE!*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*I have Aega (contract goddess) and Samir (mortal) too now. Assuming you don’t want Bríz? And you can choose!*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Ren hates Briz. I’ll rp with Aega with my new contract goddess?*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...The world needs more… order.
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"I'm planning on getting more powerful, so I need powerful allies."
A bright light shines down next to the flowers, like a spotlight coming from the heavens. As the light fades, a young woman stands in the middle, wearing a top hat that covers much of her frizzy brown hair, a brown trenchcoat as well as a dark red petticoat. She's holding a staff in one hand, with a large gavel on the end, and various prices of parchment and quills float around her. In the other hand, she holds what looks to be a microphone, with a long cord extending into one of the pockets of her trench coat. "Ah! Aega! It seems we have arrived!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!