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- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mythic Odysseys of Theros
pay respects to many gods, they tend to revere Thassa, god of the sea, above all other deities. Her devotees see her as the primary god of the pantheon, believing she will bring their people to
was forced to focus. As the beast drew closer, Dalakos sought ways to turn the monstrosity from its path. He worked day and night, but ultimately his plans failed. All that Dalakos knew was destroyed
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
rarely worship a single deity exclusively; they revere all the gods equally and pay their respects in modest ways. Halflings speak of Yondalla the way humans would describe a strong and protective parent
several burly halflings wielding large sticks and hitting the monster from a safe vantage. Sheela Peryroyl Every halfling village sets aside a place for paying respects to Sheela Peryroyl. In a grove
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden
, Froya, so the future of his royal line remains uncertain. Auril’s unyielding winter concerns Jarund deeply, and he often turns to his shaman, Mjenir, for guidance. The king respects the shaman’s
brute who worships Malar the Beast Lord. He hunts Ten-Towners for sport, bathes in their blood, and strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies. Several members of Isarr’s clan have deserted him or been
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder
seek to appease their totem spirits, they slaughter a woodland beast and place its carcass atop the altar, where it slowly rots. Today, the tribes maintain a tenuous truce and take turns protecting
throw from the edge of the Mere of Dead Men. Fog drifting off the mere engulfs the roadhouse at night and lingers well into the following afternoon. The sounds of the marsh, from croaking frogs to






