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The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
tears as faeries collect morning dew. Let me lift your spirits like a seed on the breeze!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Xanathar's Guide to Everything
by a normal person resembles the rage of a barbarian in the same way that a gentle breeze is akin to a furious thunderstorm. The barbarian’s driving force comes from a place that transcends mere
Barbarian I have witnessed the indomitable performance of barbarians on the field of battle, and it makes me wonder what force lies at the heart of their rage.
— Seret, archwizard
The anger felt
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Xanathar's Guide to Everything
by a normal person resembles the rage of a barbarian in the same way that a gentle breeze is akin to a furious thunderstorm. The barbarian’s driving force comes from a place that transcends mere
Barbarian I have witnessed the indomitable performance of barbarians on the field of battle, and it makes me wonder what force lies at the heart of their rage.
— Seret, archwizard
The anger felt
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Xanathar's Guide to Everything
by a normal person resembles the rage of a barbarian in the same way that a gentle breeze is akin to a furious thunderstorm. The barbarian’s driving force comes from a place that transcends mere
Barbarian I have witnessed the indomitable performance of barbarians on the field of battle, and it makes me wonder what force lies at the heart of their rage.
— Seret, archwizard
The anger felt
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
into flowery verse, if you’ll pardon the pun. Allow me to demonstrate: Do not cry, my love! Let me catch your tears as faeries collect morning dew. Let me lift your spirits like a seed on the breeze
!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion.”
Bond. “The beautiful Pollenella—a vision in stripes.”
Flaw. “I cannot resist a pretty face
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
breeze!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion.”
Bond. “The beautiful Pollenella—a vision in stripes.”
Flaw. “I cannot resist a pretty
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
into flowery verse, if you’ll pardon the pun. Allow me to demonstrate: Do not cry, my love! Let me catch your tears as faeries collect morning dew. Let me lift your spirits like a seed on the breeze
!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion.”
Bond. “The beautiful Pollenella—a vision in stripes.”
Flaw. “I cannot resist a pretty face
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
breeze!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion.”
Bond. “The beautiful Pollenella—a vision in stripes.”
Flaw. “I cannot resist a pretty
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
breeze!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion.”
Bond. “The beautiful Pollenella—a vision in stripes.”
Flaw. “I cannot resist a pretty
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
into flowery verse, if you’ll pardon the pun. Allow me to demonstrate: Do not cry, my love! Let me catch your tears as faeries collect morning dew. Let me lift your spirits like a seed on the breeze
!”
Ideal. “The pursuit of true love compels me! Never shall I wilt if I have such a cause to champion.”
Bond. “The beautiful Pollenella—a vision in stripes.”
Flaw. “I cannot resist a pretty face
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Keys from the Golden Vault
lean in and pledge
To throw yourself into the wind with abandon,
A thrill unmatched and she takes your cold hand, and—
Ach! The emotion was gone, snuffed out by a breeze,
And Whit gripped the
me rage, terror, righteous fury! Snarl at me so that I may savor it! Sustain me until the city is no more!” She then affixes her raging gaze upon you. “I can smell your soul-fires! They will be mine
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
the battlefields of Acheron, marinating in a bath of rage and zeal. Meanwhile spicy dishes rise to infernal heats in devil-owned rotisseries, where sadistic pitmasters boast literal kicks that sear
breeze with each other. Heat rises through vents in the taproom’s drab-tiled floors to warm banged-up metal tables, their surfaces marred by blades and stained with dried blood. The watering hole’s
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
the battlefields of Acheron, marinating in a bath of rage and zeal. Meanwhile spicy dishes rise to infernal heats in devil-owned rotisseries, where sadistic pitmasters boast literal kicks that sear
breeze with each other. Heat rises through vents in the taproom’s drab-tiled floors to warm banged-up metal tables, their surfaces marred by blades and stained with dried blood. The watering hole’s
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Keys from the Golden Vault
lean in and pledge
To throw yourself into the wind with abandon,
A thrill unmatched and she takes your cold hand, and—
Ach! The emotion was gone, snuffed out by a breeze,
And Whit gripped the
me rage, terror, righteous fury! Snarl at me so that I may savor it! Sustain me until the city is no more!” She then affixes her raging gaze upon you. “I can smell your soul-fires! They will be mine
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
the battlefields of Acheron, marinating in a bath of rage and zeal. Meanwhile spicy dishes rise to infernal heats in devil-owned rotisseries, where sadistic pitmasters boast literal kicks that sear
breeze with each other. Heat rises through vents in the taproom’s drab-tiled floors to warm banged-up metal tables, their surfaces marred by blades and stained with dried blood. The watering hole’s
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Keys from the Golden Vault
lean in and pledge
To throw yourself into the wind with abandon,
A thrill unmatched and she takes your cold hand, and—
Ach! The emotion was gone, snuffed out by a breeze,
And Whit gripped the
me rage, terror, righteous fury! Snarl at me so that I may savor it! Sustain me until the city is no more!” She then affixes her raging gaze upon you. “I can smell your soul-fires! They will be mine
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
, powerful claws, and four eye sockets — but two of its eyes have been put out, and its claws are bronze blades. The creature bellows and thrashes in rage, constantly testing the bars and clawing at the
isn’t a keyed room is part of the mines. Several rough-hewn mine tunnels converge near this spot, shored up by old timbers. Patches of weird fungus or lichen cling to the walls in places. A soft breeze
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
, powerful claws, and four eye sockets — but two of its eyes have been put out, and its claws are bronze blades. The creature bellows and thrashes in rage, constantly testing the bars and clawing at the
isn’t a keyed room is part of the mines. Several rough-hewn mine tunnels converge near this spot, shored up by old timbers. Patches of weird fungus or lichen cling to the walls in places. A soft breeze
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
, powerful claws, and four eye sockets — but two of its eyes have been put out, and its claws are bronze blades. The creature bellows and thrashes in rage, constantly testing the bars and clawing at the
isn’t a keyed room is part of the mines. Several rough-hewn mine tunnels converge near this spot, shored up by old timbers. Patches of weird fungus or lichen cling to the walls in places. A soft breeze