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Ranger

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Player's Handbook (2014)

Ranger Rough and wild looking, a human stalks alone through the shadows of trees, hunting the orcs he knows are planning a raid on a nearby farm. Clutching a shortsword in each hand, he becomes a

creature while he readies his bow. Far from the bustle of cities and towns, past the hedges that shelter the most distant farms from the terrors of the wild, amid the dense-packed trees of trackless forests and across wide and empty plains, rangers keep their unending watch.

Ranger

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Basic Rules (2014)

Ranger Rough and wild looking, a human stalks alone through the shadows of trees, hunting the orcs he knows are planning a raid on a nearby farm. Clutching a shortsword in each hand, he becomes a

creature while he readies his bow. Far from the bustle of cities and towns, past the hedges that shelter the most distant farms from the terrors of the wild, amid the dense-packed trees of trackless forests and across wide and empty plains, rangers keep their unending watch.

Ranger Legacy

Classes Basic Rules (2014)

Rough and wild looking, a human stalks alone through the shadows of trees, hunting the orcs he knows are planning a raid on a nearby farm. Clutching a shortsword in each hand, he becomes a whirlwind

the creature while he readies his bow. Far from the bustle of cities and towns, past the hedges that shelter the most distant farms from the terrors of the wild, amid the dense-packed trees of

Battle of Elturel

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Baldur's Gate: Descent into Avernus

those abyssal troops are lowly manes and dretches, who die quickly in vain attempts to drag down devils so that stronger demons behind them can strike killing blows. A dark river cuts a path across

eyeless helm and clutching a battle standard. The demons and the devils are too focused on one another to concern themselves with adventurers who keep their distance. The devils are commanded by

1. Jarl's Lodge

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder

units heaped with furs and packed with bottles of wine, stoppered jugs, and casks of mead. Snowy wind blows in through a pillared opening in the south wall that leads to a balcony with no railing. Jarl

of chain Four chests, each one holding 3d6 × 100 cp, 3d6 × 100 sp, and 3d6 × 100 gp A chest containing a dead, frozen shield dwarf (female) clad in adamantine plate armor, clutching a warhammer and

Temples of Extraction

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tales from the Yawning Portal->a5

best that one can do is to suffer those blows that can’t be avoided, and then deal as much pain back to those who offend. Temples of Oppression The dark of living night and deadly abominations fuels the

move as if in a breeze, though you feel no such thing. Creatures. A wraith and three will-o’-wisps guard this chamber. The wisps start out invisible. Clutching Vines. While on the ground, a creature

The Foundry

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tales from the Yawning Portal->a2

personal quarters. Nimira has appropriated the room for her own use. This room appears to be a bedchamber. In one corner to the south stands a large wooden sleeping platform, badly gouged by axe blows

skeletons clutching greatclubs. The dead orc warrior looks up at you and grins evilly, green fire burning in its hate-filled eyes as it stands. Treasure. The orcs looted the shrine after the fall of

Vault Locations

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Vecna: Eve of Ruin

. Kneeling on the floor of the chamber is a werewolf. It howls terribly, clutching and clawing at its body in fury. At the sight of the cell door opening, the werewolf leaps up and sprints toward you

carries a hollow goat’s horn in addition to her usual gear. If she expects attackers, she pulls up the ladder that connects to area V17 and blows her horn to raise the alarm. A spiral staircase

Fane Locations

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse

captives. The captives are unconscious, although they groan and writhe slowly. A steady breeze blows toward a passage to the west, while from the east comes the distant sound of running water. The mist

and clutching a flail rushes into view. This chamber has been a battleground for the elemental cults as they seek to consolidate control of the fane. The Cult of the Howling Hatred presently holds

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