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Sul Khatesh

Monsters Eberron: Rising from the Last War

surrounding magic, from malevolent warlocks to mad wizards, from deadly curses to magical power that draws those who wield it deeper into darkness. Sul Khatesh is subtler than the Rage of War. She

primary patrons for warlocks in Khorvaire. Covens devoted to the Queen of Shadows use dark magic and fear to dominate whole communities, while isolated warlocks make pacts with Sul Khatesh to pursue power

Barbarian

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

Overlords

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War

can’t die permanently. Upon its death, it reforms elsewhere in the multiverse and becomes active again at a time set by the DM. Rak Tulkhesh Called the Rage of War, Rak Tulkhesh is the incarnation of

impulses that drives many mortals to battle. Fear, greed, hatred—these are seeds that the Rage of War sows in the hopes of producing a bloody harvest. Rak Tulkhesh typically takes the form of a vaguely

Hive Ward

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands

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

breeze with each other. Heat rises through vents in the taproom’s drab-tiled floors to warm banged-up metal tables, their surfaces marred by blades and stained with dried blood. The watering hole’s

Castle Cinis Locations

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

Monastery Locations

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