Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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He smiles. “As do I.”
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*end chain*
When da yit gon flurgin
"Oh? I//we was//were the only power on my//our world. Please educate me//us"
Sarlok reacts just right, at all the right parts. An immaculate showman. "I apologize bríz. Is that why you don't make angels?"
"Let's see.... I was thinking about that stupid death god, and how smug they were, so sure I couldn't do anything to them..." A high wind kicks up, faster and faster, screaming around holes, lacerating them with thousands of pieces of debris, traveling at supersonic speeds. She ducks behind the obelisk
-2 cp (how many followers do disasters grant?)
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
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*cut with Cap.*
“Well, they were all horribly malicious, seeing us mortals, well I guess not me any more, but mortals as playthings. That’s all you really need to know. Horrible, really.”
“I suppose I’ve never bothered, but that is a subconscious reason, yes. And you don’t have a tragic backstory?”
“Woah!” Lily cries.
*None unless you have volatile or another specialty I’m forgetting*
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"You were once mortal?"
"....nope!" They grin, take a sip, and thunder rolls
"Get behind the rock! Lemme see if I can turn this off..."
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
Ignis makes two magma mephits
When da yit gon flurgin
“I was. Suppose this world just decided to elevate us to higher authority.”
“Wonderful for you. I hope your good luck continues.” They say dryly.
“Alright, alright!” She rushes over. “Any way I can help?”
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*what do I have to do to make two magma mephits?*
When da yit gon flurgin
*Are mephits sentient? You’d need to spend 10 CP for demihuman, which they’re elementals, so I think that counts, and then 4 for small, and possibly 4 for sentient unless they aren’t. If you have Lifebearer, you can halve that to 9, which I think you do have because you rolled two fours on the first day and you can add 5 for starters, but I’m not sure if you’ve got Lifebearer.*
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"I//we was//were created a god. But here, I//we truly have the power of one"
"How about a drink? It'll take your mind off that, and we have much to celebrate"
"I don't know! I just got this stupid thing!" She takes a deep breath, trying to focus herself. The wind blows harder
*I do have volatile, but the description doesn't say how many followers it grants*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
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Percival creates more Cervics. (7 CP and then creates a small apple tree for 2.) 10 followers
Quintin creates dogs (6 CP) 24 followers
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“So you didn’t before? What happened?”
“That sounds good. Thank you, Sarlok.”
“Alright, alright. Maybe try calming down? Or as a last resort, running?”
*oop nvm, don’t think it does, sorry.*
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*I don't*
When da yit gon flurgin
*how much would a modron cost?*
When da yit gon flurgin
"I//we was//were created with the authority of a god, but the power of... There is no analogy. I//we was//were in charge of every aspect of my//our world. But now, I//we have the power to create."
"My pleasure" they summon another wineglass, and pour venom from their tail's fangs, creating a tawny yellow wine, before proferring the glass
"I tried calming down!"
*Well that was a waste of 4 creation points*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
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*13, cause you can lower demihuman down to mortal cause of weaver.*
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*wanna take that back?*
“Interesting. Beats living on the streets.”
Bríz takes some and downs a swig, sighing. (Should Bríz get drunk heh, they’ve already basically revealed their backstory)
“Alright, so… run?”
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"It was an interesting existence. Rest assured, if you came from my//our world, you would not live on the streets"
"That's the spirit" they take a drink as well. (If you want)
"Let me try something" she concentrates, taking a deep breath. You can hear the quaver of rage in the inhale. There's something in her eyes, the same color as the spear. She points at a hill with the spear, and the wind changes direction, tearing the hill apart, piece by piece and chunk by chunk, until the ground is flat, and the wind, apparently sated, dissapates
*Would we retconn the whole storm, or would I just get a refund?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
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Ignis makes a monodrone
When da yit gon flurgin
“Your world is still around, then?” He asks, sounding surprised.
“I wonder why anyone decided to make me a god. Any world.”
“Well this is new.”
*refund*
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