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Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once lazy, egotistical folk, the creatures that would become the quicklings were late in answering the queen’s summons one time too many
rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, and lightning crawls in a meandering path from cloud to cloud. The slow and boring world seems to be populated by torpid creatures whose deep, sonorous speech
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Spelljammer: Adventures in Space->Astral Adventurer’s Guide
whom are described below. Proconsul Gadaric Main Gadaric is Andru’s chief advisor. His appearance is that of the stereotypical elderly court wizard. He is hot-headed and a bit unreliable. Captain
Prince Andru and His Court The Bralian monarch is a slender, graceful man of 44 years. Self-serving and devious, he firmly believes that the end justifies the means. After secretly orchestrating the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Spelljammer: Adventures in Space->Astral Adventurer’s Guide
whom are described below. Proconsul Gadaric Main Gadaric is Andru’s chief advisor. His appearance is that of the stereotypical elderly court wizard. He is hot-headed and a bit unreliable. Captain
Prince Andru and His Court The Bralian monarch is a slender, graceful man of 44 years. Self-serving and devious, he firmly believes that the end justifies the means. After secretly orchestrating the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Spelljammer: Adventures in Space->Astral Adventurer’s Guide
whom are described below. Proconsul Gadaric Main Gadaric is Andru’s chief advisor. His appearance is that of the stereotypical elderly court wizard. He is hot-headed and a bit unreliable. Captain
Prince Andru and His Court The Bralian monarch is a slender, graceful man of 44 years. Self-serving and devious, he firmly believes that the end justifies the means. After secretly orchestrating the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
conformity. The two groups are not opposites morally or ethically; good and evil Fey can be found in both. Seelie and Unseelie Fey gather in courts. The Seelie court is called the Summer Court, and the
Unseelie court is called the Gloaming Court. Both courts stretch to the far corners of the Feywild, so their representatives can be encountered almost anywhere on this plane of existence. The Summer Court
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
conformity. The two groups are not opposites morally or ethically; good and evil Fey can be found in both. Seelie and Unseelie Fey gather in courts. The Seelie court is called the Summer Court, and the
Unseelie court is called the Gloaming Court. Both courts stretch to the far corners of the Feywild, so their representatives can be encountered almost anywhere on this plane of existence. The Summer Court
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Domains of Delight: A Feywild Accessory
conformity. The two groups are not opposites morally or ethically; good and evil Fey can be found in both. Seelie and Unseelie Fey gather in courts. The Seelie court is called the Summer Court, and the
Unseelie court is called the Gloaming Court. Both courts stretch to the far corners of the Feywild, so their representatives can be encountered almost anywhere on this plane of existence. The Summer Court
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Candlekeep Mysteries
cloudy blue eyes. They run a flower stall in the market. Friendly and a bit wistful, Astra chats with anyone who stops at their stall, as happy to hear the recent news as to make a sale. Astra was a
. “Gossip nourishes me like a spring rain, but I hate to hear or pass on bad news.” Ideal. “People are like flowers: Some grow best when left alone, others must be carefully cultivated—and some need to be
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Candlekeep Mysteries
cloudy blue eyes. They run a flower stall in the market. Friendly and a bit wistful, Astra chats with anyone who stops at their stall, as happy to hear the recent news as to make a sale. Astra was a
. “Gossip nourishes me like a spring rain, but I hate to hear or pass on bad news.” Ideal. “People are like flowers: Some grow best when left alone, others must be carefully cultivated—and some need to be
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Candlekeep Mysteries
cloudy blue eyes. They run a flower stall in the market. Friendly and a bit wistful, Astra chats with anyone who stops at their stall, as happy to hear the recent news as to make a sale. Astra was a
. “Gossip nourishes me like a spring rain, but I hate to hear or pass on bad news.” Ideal. “People are like flowers: Some grow best when left alone, others must be carefully cultivated—and some need to be
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
to offer… which is to say, a little bit of everything. Cyrans value diversity and versatility, both in talents and thought. Cyre couldn’t match Karrnath in martial discipline or Aundair in the arcane
Mourning and is presumed to be dead. Her son Prince Oargev ir’Wynarn holds court in New Cyre, a massive refugee camp set up in Breland. Some refugees support Oargev and the dream of a restored Cyre, while
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
to offer… which is to say, a little bit of everything. Cyrans value diversity and versatility, both in talents and thought. Cyre couldn’t match Karrnath in martial discipline or Aundair in the arcane
Mourning and is presumed to be dead. Her son Prince Oargev ir’Wynarn holds court in New Cyre, a massive refugee camp set up in Breland. Some refugees support Oargev and the dream of a restored Cyre, while
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War
best that Galifar had to offer, which is to say a little bit of everything. Cyrans value diversity and versatility, both in talents and thought. Cyre couldn’t match Karrnath in martial discipline or
. Queen Dannel ir’Wynarn was in Metrol on the Day of Mourning and is presumed dead. Her son, Prince Oargev ir’Wynarn, holds court in New Cyre, a massive refugee camp set up in Breland. Some refugees
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
to offer… which is to say, a little bit of everything. Cyrans value diversity and versatility, both in talents and thought. Cyre couldn’t match Karrnath in martial discipline or Aundair in the arcane
Mourning and is presumed to be dead. Her son Prince Oargev ir’Wynarn holds court in New Cyre, a massive refugee camp set up in Breland. Some refugees support Oargev and the dream of a restored Cyre, while
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War
best that Galifar had to offer, which is to say a little bit of everything. Cyrans value diversity and versatility, both in talents and thought. Cyre couldn’t match Karrnath in martial discipline or
. Queen Dannel ir’Wynarn was in Metrol on the Day of Mourning and is presumed dead. Her son, Prince Oargev ir’Wynarn, holds court in New Cyre, a massive refugee camp set up in Breland. Some refugees
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War
best that Galifar had to offer, which is to say a little bit of everything. Cyrans value diversity and versatility, both in talents and thought. Cyre couldn’t match Karrnath in martial discipline or
. Queen Dannel ir’Wynarn was in Metrol on the Day of Mourning and is presumed dead. Her son, Prince Oargev ir’Wynarn, holds court in New Cyre, a massive refugee camp set up in Breland. Some refugees
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
Court often lose their heads during violent changes in leadership. The severed heads are impaled on rows of spikes north of the bridge, and they verbally accost anyone who steps onto the bridge, each one
speaking of its own glorious rule and how the Soggy Court has become a mockery since its reign came to an end. In conversation, a head might share one or more of the following pieces of information
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
Court often lose their heads during violent changes in leadership. The severed heads are impaled on rows of spikes north of the bridge, and they verbally accost anyone who steps onto the bridge, each one
speaking of its own glorious rule and how the Soggy Court has become a mockery since its reign came to an end. In conversation, a head might share one or more of the following pieces of information
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
Court often lose their heads during violent changes in leadership. The severed heads are impaled on rows of spikes north of the bridge, and they verbally accost anyone who steps onto the bridge, each one
speaking of its own glorious rule and how the Soggy Court has become a mockery since its reign came to an end. In conversation, a head might share one or more of the following pieces of information
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Monsters of the Multiverse
Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once a species of lazy and egotistical Fey, quicklings’ predecessors were late in answering the queen’s summons one time too many. To hasten their pace
longer than fifteen years. The mortal realm is a ponderous place to a quickling’s eye: a hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, lightning crawls
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Monsters of the Multiverse
Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once a species of lazy and egotistical Fey, quicklings’ predecessors were late in answering the queen’s summons one time too many. To hasten their pace
longer than fifteen years. The mortal realm is a ponderous place to a quickling’s eye: a hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, lightning crawls
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Volo's Guide to Monsters
owe their existence — and their plight — to the Queen of Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once a race of lazy and egotistical fey, the creatures that would become the
.
— Elminster
Too Fast for Words. The mortal realm is a ponderous place to a quickling’s eye: a hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
apparent. Quicklings owe their existence—and their plight—to the Queen of Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once lazy, egotistical folk, the creatures that would become the
hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, and lightning crawls in a meandering path from cloud to cloud. The slow and boring world seems to be
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
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Volo's Guide to Monsters
owe their existence — and their plight — to the Queen of Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once a race of lazy and egotistical fey, the creatures that would become the
.
— Elminster
Too Fast for Words. The mortal realm is a ponderous place to a quickling’s eye: a hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
apparent. Quicklings owe their existence—and their plight—to the Queen of Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once lazy, egotistical folk, the creatures that would become the
hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, and lightning crawls in a meandering path from cloud to cloud. The slow and boring world seems to be
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Volo's Guide to Monsters
owe their existence — and their plight — to the Queen of Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once a race of lazy and egotistical fey, the creatures that would become the
.
— Elminster
Too Fast for Words. The mortal realm is a ponderous place to a quickling’s eye: a hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->The Wild Beyond the Witchlight
apparent. Quicklings owe their existence—and their plight—to the Queen of Air and Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once lazy, egotistical folk, the creatures that would become the
hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, and lightning crawls in a meandering path from cloud to cloud. The slow and boring world seems to be
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
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Monsters of the Multiverse
Darkness, the dread ruler of the Gloaming Court. Once a species of lazy and egotistical Fey, quicklings’ predecessors were late in answering the queen’s summons one time too many. To hasten their pace
longer than fifteen years. The mortal realm is a ponderous place to a quickling’s eye: a hurricane creeps gradually across the sky, a torrent of rain drifts earthward like lazy snowflakes, lightning crawls
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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Sword Coast Adventurer’s Guide
secret exists before its details can be sussed out. To that end, Candlekeep’s vast library is something of a defense in and of itself: for every bit of hidden lore of potentially great power that lies
part ranks to allow the seeker inside to the Court of Air. Visitors are instructed to cross that area and stand before the Emerald Door, where another monk receives them, offers them food, bath, and