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The Dark Seldarine
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
once presumed was theirs. — Tezzeryn, Head Consort of House Bhaerynden, instructing his son The ideal of what a male drow can become, Keptolo is handsome, stylish, witty, hedonistic, an outrageous
— who is also a true disciple of Keptolo. In most myths, Keptolo resides in the Demonweb Pits alongside Lolth, whom he serves as consort, more than a plaything but much less than an equal. Keptolo is
The Dark Seldarine
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes
once presumed was theirs. — Tezzeryn, Head Consort of House Bhaerynden, instructing his son The ideal of what a male drow can become, Keptolo is handsome, stylish, witty, hedonistic, an outrageous
— who is also a true disciple of Keptolo. In most myths, Keptolo resides in the Demonweb Pits alongside Lolth, whom he serves as consort, more than a plaything but much less than an equal. Keptolo is
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
The wrought-iron walls of the Smoldering Corpse Bar muffle the mayhem of the Hive. Locals wet their whistles in the dive bar, raising dented mugs to angels and devils, off the clock and shooting the
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
The wrought-iron walls of the Smoldering Corpse Bar muffle the mayhem of the Hive. Locals wet their whistles in the dive bar, raising dented mugs to angels and devils, off the clock and shooting the