The mimic spits out a coupon for 10 actions in one turn, so long as you carry the mimic with you. At the same time, it shrinks to the size of a backpack.
That druid elf stares at the chest for a few seconds and then, takes a silver ring out of his pink and toss at the mimic. Wonder what could come from that.
And then, poof. After that mimic spat a light blue saliva substance, a small and confused pale Kobold looked around. He tried to speak, but had barely any teeth or tongue for that!
It rumbles, coughs and shakes, as if the mimic was choking on something. Until it bows forward and spit small dagger, with the blade shining blue of that dragon tooth and, around at the base, the silver ring that fused with the handle.
But then, that dwarf was spat back by the chest, on top of the dagger, tearing it into pieces like shattered glass.
The mimic starts shaking erratically, before it's mouth pops open and the tounge morphs into a teen girl in a hundreds, who stares at you for several secinds before pouting, calling you 'Baka~!', and sliding back into the box, but not before slapping you with a wet towel that smellsvaugley of energy drinks.
It spits hundreds of pigeon's parasites....
I feed the Mimic with a shampoo and a suncream
My Ready-to-rock&roll chars:
Dertinus Tristany // Amilcar Barca // Vicenç Sacrarius // Oriol Deulofeu // Grovtuk
It spits out a lock of hair. Upon closer inspection, it appears to be your own.
I feed it a muffin.
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My homebrew stuff:
Spells, Monsters, Magic Items, Feats, Subclasses.
I am an Archfey, but nobody seems to notice.
Extended Signature
It spits out a cupcake
I feed it ice cream
RIP Tavern.
All hail King Jovan Fluffycloud Prince
Teleporting elf monk supremacy!, but druids are better
[Cactus]Waffles!”I don’t have any good quotes to put in my sig.” -Me
It spits out some ice blocks.
I feed the Mimic some cats.
My Ready-to-rock&roll chars:
Dertinus Tristany // Amilcar Barca // Vicenç Sacrarius // Oriol Deulofeu // Grovtuk
It spits out a spell scroll of conjure woodland beings.
I feed it the action economy.
Come participate in the Competition of the Finest Brews, Edition XXVIII?
My homebrew stuff:
Spells, Monsters, Magic Items, Feats, Subclasses.
I am an Archfey, but nobody seems to notice.
Extended Signature
The mimic spits out a coupon for 10 actions in one turn, so long as you carry the mimic with you. At the same time, it shrinks to the size of a backpack.
That druid elf stares at the chest for a few seconds and then, takes a silver ring out of his pink and toss at the mimic. Wonder what could come from that.
It spits out a golem named Joe
I feed it a golem named Joe
RIP Tavern.
All hail King Jovan Fluffycloud Prince
Teleporting elf monk supremacy!, but druids are better
[Cactus]Waffles!”I don’t have any good quotes to put in my sig.” -Me
It spits out a dwarf named Ulog. rip
I feed it an adult blue dragon tooth.
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My homebrew stuff:
Spells, Monsters, Magic Items, Feats, Subclasses.
I am an Archfey, but nobody seems to notice.
Extended Signature
And then, poof. After that mimic spat a light blue saliva substance, a small and confused pale Kobold looked around. He tried to speak, but had barely any teeth or tongue for that!
It gets angry you didn’t feed it.
I feed it the toothless kobold and the dwarf named Ulog
RIP Tavern.
All hail King Jovan Fluffycloud Prince
Teleporting elf monk supremacy!, but druids are better
[Cactus]Waffles!”I don’t have any good quotes to put in my sig.” -Me
It rumbles, coughs and shakes, as if the mimic was choking on something. Until it bows forward and spit small dagger, with the blade shining blue of that dragon tooth and, around at the base, the silver ring that fused with the handle.
But then, that dwarf was spat back by the chest, on top of the dagger, tearing it into pieces like shattered glass.
I feed it my homebrew world.
Come participate in the Competition of the Finest Brews, Edition XXVIII?
My homebrew stuff:
Spells, Monsters, Magic Items, Feats, Subclasses.
I am an Archfey, but nobody seems to notice.
Extended Signature
It spits out the Soviet Union.
I feed it a nice, juicy, fresh, child
It spits out a reptilian Vamp......
I feed the mimic with 100 gallons of Energyzer drinks.
My Ready-to-rock&roll chars:
Dertinus Tristany // Amilcar Barca // Vicenç Sacrarius // Oriol Deulofeu // Grovtuk
The mimic starts shaking erratically, before it's mouth pops open and the tounge morphs into a teen girl in a hundreds, who stares at you for several secinds before pouting, calling you 'Baka~!', and sliding back into the box, but not before slapping you with a wet towel that smellsvaugley of energy drinks.
I feed the mimic an all you can eat vegas buffet.
you give it a all you can eat buffet and it eats the food and then there no more food so it eats you
i feed it the dnd byoned server and i roll a 20 side dice 3 times for you and you are revived i rolled [ 17 nat 20 9 18]
It spits out a Level 1 character and a new campaign.
I feed a shamrock.
It spits out a regular rock
I feed it a dancing halfling.
RIP Tavern.
All hail King Jovan Fluffycloud Prince
Teleporting elf monk supremacy!, but druids are better
[Cactus]Waffles!”I don’t have any good quotes to put in my sig.” -Me
It spits out Death himself, who bows twice, does a pirouette and turns into a purple cheeseburger. With fries.
I feed it Abyssal Walmart.