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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->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
-o’-wisps: devils pawning stolen souls to rule-bending angels, interplanar fences selling stolen modron parts, demodands advertising jars of their liquefied cohorts as instant bodyguards, and the like
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
-o’-wisps: devils pawning stolen souls to rule-bending angels, interplanar fences selling stolen modron parts, demodands advertising jars of their liquefied cohorts as instant bodyguards, and the like
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
are apparent, and the smell of death is fainter than one would expect. At the back of the cave, within ten feet of the drow, a breeze whistles through three tiny fissures in the rock.
The fissures
, rasp, and moan as a breeze turns them around and around. Debris, including tattered clothing and broken weapons, is scattered against the walls.
This gruesome display is the work of a nycaloth that
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
-o’-wisps: devils pawning stolen souls to rule-bending angels, interplanar fences selling stolen modron parts, demodands advertising jars of their liquefied cohorts as instant bodyguards, and the like
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
are apparent, and the smell of death is fainter than one would expect. At the back of the cave, within ten feet of the drow, a breeze whistles through three tiny fissures in the rock.
The fissures
, rasp, and moan as a breeze turns them around and around. Debris, including tattered clothing and broken weapons, is scattered against the walls.
This gruesome display is the work of a nycaloth that
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
are apparent, and the smell of death is fainter than one would expect. At the back of the cave, within ten feet of the drow, a breeze whistles through three tiny fissures in the rock.
The fissures
, rasp, and moan as a breeze turns them around and around. Debris, including tattered clothing and broken weapons, is scattered against the walls.
This gruesome display is the work of a nycaloth that
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
, an eight-limbed maestro of slaughter. If allowed to operate unchecked, he could rend his way through an entire drow city in a berserk rage. Keeping him restrained is one of the few acts of Lolth that
, masked bodyguards for the matrons of their house. HOLES IN LOLTH'S WEB
Lolth is far from omniscient, despite what her priestesses say. There are drow who live without bending to the tyranny of her
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
, an eight-limbed maestro of slaughter. If allowed to operate unchecked, he could rend his way through an entire drow city in a berserk rage. Keeping him restrained is one of the few acts of Lolth that
, masked bodyguards for the matrons of their house. HOLES IN LOLTH'S WEB
Lolth is far from omniscient, despite what her priestesses say. There are drow who live without bending to the tyranny of her
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
, an eight-limbed maestro of slaughter. If allowed to operate unchecked, he could rend his way through an entire drow city in a berserk rage. Keeping him restrained is one of the few acts of Lolth that
, masked bodyguards for the matrons of their house. HOLES IN LOLTH'S WEB
Lolth is far from omniscient, despite what her priestesses say. There are drow who live without bending to the tyranny of her
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder
has wrapped her luxurious orange hair around a black dragon’s horn, giving her a coiffure that looks like a curving pillar of flame. She is a fire giant, with the following changes: Brimskarda’s dragon
Master’s Guide). The three fire giants are busy hammering and bending iron to make blades and hilts, but they draw their greatswords and attack if they see any intruders. In addition to the molds
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->Storm King's Thunder
has wrapped her luxurious orange hair around a black dragon’s horn, giving her a coiffure that looks like a curving pillar of flame. She is a fire giant, with the following changes: Brimskarda’s dragon
Master’s Guide). The three fire giants are busy hammering and bending iron to make blades and hilts, but they draw their greatswords and attack if they see any intruders. In addition to the molds
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->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->Storm King's Thunder
has wrapped her luxurious orange hair around a black dragon’s horn, giving her a coiffure that looks like a curving pillar of flame. She is a fire giant, with the following changes: Brimskarda’s dragon
Master’s Guide). The three fire giants are busy hammering and bending iron to make blades and hilts, but they draw their greatswords and attack if they see any intruders. In addition to the molds
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tomb of Annihilation
. Without the steps, climbing the inward-curving wall requires a climbing kit and a successful DC 15 Strength (Athletics) check. The message, scrawled in Old Omuan, states, “True love, faithful general
an eblis. Scrawled on the east wall in Old Omuan are the words “To dream, to dance.” 6. Pagoda This crumbling pagoda must have been lovely once, with its wide, graceful arches inviting the breeze to
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tomb of Annihilation
. Without the steps, climbing the inward-curving wall requires a climbing kit and a successful DC 15 Strength (Athletics) check. The message, scrawled in Old Omuan, states, “True love, faithful general
an eblis. Scrawled on the east wall in Old Omuan are the words “To dream, to dance.” 6. Pagoda This crumbling pagoda must have been lovely once, with its wide, graceful arches inviting the breeze to
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tomb of Annihilation
. Without the steps, climbing the inward-curving wall requires a climbing kit and a successful DC 15 Strength (Athletics) check. The message, scrawled in Old Omuan, states, “True love, faithful general
an eblis. Scrawled on the east wall in Old Omuan are the words “To dream, to dance.” 6. Pagoda This crumbling pagoda must have been lovely once, with its wide, graceful arches inviting the breeze to
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Monster Manual (2014)
. Its curving, segmented horns are bone-colored near the base and darken to dead black at the tips. As a black dragon ages, the flesh around its horns and cheekbones deteriorates as though eaten by
crystallized caverns and tunnels beneath the sands.
Thunderstorms rage around a legendary blue dragon’s lair, and narrow tubes lined with glassy sand ventilate the lair, all the while avoiding the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Monster Manual (2014)
. Its curving, segmented horns are bone-colored near the base and darken to dead black at the tips. As a black dragon ages, the flesh around its horns and cheekbones deteriorates as though eaten by
crystallized caverns and tunnels beneath the sands.
Thunderstorms rage around a legendary blue dragon’s lair, and narrow tubes lined with glassy sand ventilate the lair, all the while avoiding the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Monster Manual (2014)
. Its curving, segmented horns are bone-colored near the base and darken to dead black at the tips. As a black dragon ages, the flesh around its horns and cheekbones deteriorates as though eaten by
crystallized caverns and tunnels beneath the sands.
Thunderstorms rage around a legendary blue dragon’s lair, and narrow tubes lined with glassy sand ventilate the lair, all the while avoiding the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
customers that “This is how aristocrats wear their boots in Neverwinter,” or “Hats such as this are all the rage in Silverymoon,” even though he has never been to those places. He refuses to speculate about
from bending other Believers to his side. Trouble in Red Larch. Dornan is an eager convert to the message of the Black Earth priest Larrakh. He sees a day coming soon when he and the other Believers
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
customers that “This is how aristocrats wear their boots in Neverwinter,” or “Hats such as this are all the rage in Silverymoon,” even though he has never been to those places. He refuses to speculate about
from bending other Believers to his side. Trouble in Red Larch. Dornan is an eager convert to the message of the Black Earth priest Larrakh. He sees a day coming soon when he and the other Believers
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
customers that “This is how aristocrats wear their boots in Neverwinter,” or “Hats such as this are all the rage in Silverymoon,” even though he has never been to those places. He refuses to speculate about
from bending other Believers to his side. Trouble in Red Larch. Dornan is an eager convert to the message of the Black Earth priest Larrakh. He sees a day coming soon when he and the other Believers