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Tortle
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Species
The Tortle Package
set out on their own.
Beliefs
Tortles don’t have their own pantheon of gods, but they often worship the gods of other races. It’s not unusual for a tortle to hear stories or legends
watch a frog croaking on a lily pad, or to stand in a crowded human marketplace.
Tortles like to learn new skills. They craft their own tools and weapons, and they are good at building structures and
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tomb of Annihilation Supplement
through palm trees, to watch a frog croaking on a lily pad, or to stand in a crowded human marketplace. Tortles like to learn new skills. They craft their own tools and weapons, and they are good at
form meaningful friendships. They have no inbred animus toward people of other races. In fact, a tortle will often seek out friendships with non-tortles to learn new customs and new points of view.
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse
before plunging into the cavernous darkness beyond. Tall, slime-covered columns ascend from the foul water. Each one is decorated with a mosaic depicting elves, dwarves, humans, and other races descending
creatures to the quippers at times when they and the aboleth are sated. Their ritual is nonsense: gasping, muttering, and croaking with no basis in any known language. The kuo-toa attempt to push
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder
amuse her. She employs nine deputies (N male and female veterans of various races) who live in the village proper to help keep the peace. Tamalin also gives free room and board to adventurers who
throw from the edge of the Mere of Dead Men. Fog drifting off the mere engulfs the roadhouse at night and lingers well into the following afternoon. The sounds of the marsh, from croaking frogs to