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Ioun Stone of Language Knowledge
 Magic Items Lost Laboratory of Kwalish
An Ioun stone is named after Ioun, a god of knowledge and prophecy revered on some worlds. Many types of Ioun stone exist, each type a distinct combination of shape and color. When you use an action
additional language while this pulsating bit of red jeweled crystal orbits your head. The DM chooses the language bestowed by the stone.
Ioun Stone Legacy This doesn't reflect the latest rules and lore. Learn More
 Magic Items Basic Rules (2014)
An Ioun stone is named after Ioun, a god of knowledge and prophecy revered on some worlds. Many types of Ioun stone exist, each type a distinct combination of shape and color. When you use an action
are fluent in one additional language while this pulsating bit of red jeweled crystal orbits your head. The DM chooses the language bestowed by the stone. Ioun Stone of Self-Preservation;Self-Preservation (Rare). You gain a +1 bonus to Intelligence saving throws while this silvery gem orbits your head.
A Race Divided
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
and longing a matter for judges to decide? The heart knows what the soul wants. — Amlaruil Moonflower, Last Queen of Evermeet Long before elves existed, Corellon danced from world to world and
of how the elves could attain superiority if only they could relinquish a bit of their individual freedom. Together, united in purpose, the gods could be the vanguard of this effort. Wasn’t losing
A Race Divided
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
and longing a matter for judges to decide? The heart knows what the soul wants. — Amlaruil Moonflower, Last Queen of Evermeet Long before elves existed, Corellon danced from world to world and
of how the elves could attain superiority if only they could relinquish a bit of their individual freedom. Together, united in purpose, the gods could be the vanguard of this effort. Wasn’t losing
Appendix E: Stagefright's Lines
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
your faults. Am I to make pie from these crumbs? My liege, he’s dead. Are you the lord here? I bring dark tidings from afar. It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. You would make a mistress of
! We danced too long; now all the music is gone. Night comes, and we must away! Such humor. I can barely hold my sides. I smell a foul wind. Who goes there, on this woebegone, rain-lashed night
A Race Divided
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
and longing a matter for judges to decide? The heart knows what the soul wants. — Amlaruil Moonflower, Last Queen of Evermeet Long before elves existed, Corellon danced from world to world and
of how the elves could attain superiority if only they could relinquish a bit of their individual freedom. Together, united in purpose, the gods could be the vanguard of this effort. Wasn’t losing
Appendix E: Stagefright's Lines
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
your faults. Am I to make pie from these crumbs? My liege, he’s dead. Are you the lord here? I bring dark tidings from afar. It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. You would make a mistress of
! We danced too long; now all the music is gone. Night comes, and we must away! Such humor. I can barely hold my sides. I smell a foul wind. Who goes there, on this woebegone, rain-lashed night
Appendix: Stagefright's Lines
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
faults. Am I to make pie from these crumbs? My liege, he’s dead. Are you the lord here? I bring dark tidings from afar. It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. You would make a mistress of the
! We danced too long; now all the music is gone. Night comes, and we must away! Such humor. I can barely hold my sides. I smell a foul wind. Who goes there, on this woebegone, rain-lashed night
Appendix: Stagefright's Lines
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
faults. Am I to make pie from these crumbs? My liege, he’s dead. Are you the lord here? I bring dark tidings from afar. It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. You would make a mistress of the
! We danced too long; now all the music is gone. Night comes, and we must away! Such humor. I can barely hold my sides. I smell a foul wind. Who goes there, on this woebegone, rain-lashed night
Appendix E: Stagefright's Lines
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
your faults. Am I to make pie from these crumbs? My liege, he’s dead. Are you the lord here? I bring dark tidings from afar. It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. You would make a mistress of
! We danced too long; now all the music is gone. Night comes, and we must away! Such humor. I can barely hold my sides. I smell a foul wind. Who goes there, on this woebegone, rain-lashed night
Appendix: Stagefright's Lines
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
faults. Am I to make pie from these crumbs? My liege, he’s dead. Are you the lord here? I bring dark tidings from afar. It seems we are in a bit of a pickle. You would make a mistress of the
! We danced too long; now all the music is gone. Night comes, and we must away! Such humor. I can barely hold my sides. I smell a foul wind. Who goes there, on this woebegone, rain-lashed night
Locations M - P
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder
dragon bones juts from the head, neck, back, and tail of the mound. Enormous cairns encircle the mound out to a range of a quarter mile. Beneath them lie the bones of revered Thunderbeast tribal
a large book clad in black leather with the Zhentarim symbol imprinted on the front. Oboth suspects that someone in town knows where the tomb is hidden, or knows some bit of lore hinting at its
Locations M - P
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder
dragon bones juts from the head, neck, back, and tail of the mound. Enormous cairns encircle the mound out to a range of a quarter mile. Beneath them lie the bones of revered Thunderbeast tribal
a large book clad in black leather with the Zhentarim symbol imprinted on the front. Oboth suspects that someone in town knows where the tomb is hidden, or knows some bit of lore hinting at its
Locations M - P
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder
dragon bones juts from the head, neck, back, and tail of the mound. Enormous cairns encircle the mound out to a range of a quarter mile. Beneath them lie the bones of revered Thunderbeast tribal
a large book clad in black leather with the Zhentarim symbol imprinted on the front. Oboth suspects that someone in town knows where the tomb is hidden, or knows some bit of lore hinting at its
Cragmaw Castle Areas
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Lost Mine of Phandelver
Barracks The Cragmaw goblins make use of every bit of available space in the castle. The southwest tower of the castle is little more than a heap of rubble. Several ragged bedrolls are scattered
, preferably in twos or threes. Any cleric who examines the chapel’s decor can attempt a DC 10 Intelligence (Religion) check to identify the deities that were once revered here: Oghma (god of
Cragmaw Castle Areas
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Lost Mine of Phandelver
Barracks The Cragmaw goblins make use of every bit of available space in the castle. The southwest tower of the castle is little more than a heap of rubble. Several ragged bedrolls are scattered
, preferably in twos or threes. Any cleric who examines the chapel’s decor can attempt a DC 10 Intelligence (Religion) check to identify the deities that were once revered here: Oghma (god of
Cragmaw Castle Areas
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Lost Mine of Phandelver
Barracks The Cragmaw goblins make use of every bit of available space in the castle. The southwest tower of the castle is little more than a heap of rubble. Several ragged bedrolls are scattered
, preferably in twos or threes. Any cleric who examines the chapel’s decor can attempt a DC 10 Intelligence (Religion) check to identify the deities that were once revered here: Oghma (god of