Medium Plant, Neutral
AC 14 Natural Armor    Initiative +2 (12)
HP 85 (10d8 + 40)
Speed 10 ft., climb 20 ft.
Mod Save
STR 16 +3 +3
DEX 14 +2 +2
CON 18 +4 +4
Mod Save
INT 10 +0 +0
WIS 14 +2 +2
CHA 12 +1 +1
Vulnerabilities Fire
Resistances Slashing from Nonmagical Attacks, Bludgeoning, Piercing
Immunities Charmed, Exhaustion, Poisoned
Senses Darkvision 60 ft, Passive Perception 15
Languages Common plus one other language
CR 5 (XP 1,800; PB +3)
Traits

Rooted Regeneration. If Yip starts its turn rooted in soil or plant matter, it regains 10 hit points. If uprooted or not touching earth or plants, it does not regain hit points.

 

Camouflage. Yip has advantage on Dexterity (Stealth) checks made to hide in natural vegetation.

Actions

Multiattack. Yip makes two vine whip attacks.

Vine Whip. Melee Weapon Attack: +6 to hit, reach 15 ft., one target.
Hit: 12 (2d6 + 5) bludgeoning damage, and the target must succeed on a DC 14 Strength saving throw or be pulled 10 feet closer to Yip.

Pollen Burst (Recharge 5–6). Yip releases a cloud of magical pollen in a 20-foot radius. Creatures in the area must succeed on a DC 15 Constitution saving throw or be poisoned and blinded for 1 minute. Affected creatures can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of their turns, ending the effect on a success.

Bonus Actions

Entangling Vines. As a bonus action, Yip can cause vines to sprout and attempt to restrain one creature within 15 ft. The target must succeed on a DC 15 Strength saving throw or be restrained until the end of Yip’s next turn.

Reactions

Vine Lash. When a creature Yip can see attacks a target other than Yip within 10 feet, Yip can use its reaction to make a Vine Whip attack against the attacker.

Description

Two large leaves part, revealing a knobby, bark-like face with bright, dew-speckled eyes set deep in a tangled crown of tendrils. The creature tilts its leafy head with a soft creak, its vines twitching like fingers seeking the warmth of company.

It doesn’t speak, but you feel a gentle presence in your mind—a soft, wordless emotion: hope.

The vines quiver once more, then one lifts as if in a wave. It’s almost… shy. Alone. Waiting

Habitat: Forest

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