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The Book of Many Things
Whisper.
Poison Blade. Melee or Ranged Weapon Attack: +9;{"diceNotation":"1d20+9", "rollType":"to hit", "rollAction":"Poison Blade"} to hit, reach 5 ft. or range 60 ft., one target. Hit: 7 (1d4 + 5
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Beguiling Whisper. The infiltrator magically whispers to a creature it can see within 30 feet of itself. The target must succeed on a DC 17 Wisdom saving
Monsters
Fizban's Treasury of Dragons
features:
Lava Tubes. When the volcano is quiet, the dragon uses the lava tubes to come and go from the lair.
Great Hall. The emerald dragon resides in a grand rectangular hall near the center of the
dragon can’t take the same lair action two rounds in a row:
Beguiling Whisper. The dragon telepathically whispers to one creature within range of the dragon’s telepathy. The creature must
Monsters
Fizban's Treasury of Dragons
dragon resides in a grand rectangular hall near the center of the vaults, keeping one eye on the hallway leading to the flooded stairwell, never quite trusting that some covetous intruder won’t
ties), the dragon can take one of the following lair actions; the dragon can’t take the same lair action two rounds in a row:
Beguiling Whisper. The dragon telepathically whispers to one creature
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War
Tairnadal, the warrior elves who seized control of Valenar. Although much of their population now resides in Valenar, many Tairnadal noncombatants—children, artisans, and the druids who raise their
never know when you’ll feel the tingle of spectral fingers against your skin or hear the whisper of an elf who’s older than human civilization. There are many wonders in Aerenal… just don’t get buried
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War
Tairnadal, the warrior elves who seized control of Valenar. Although much of their population now resides in Valenar, many Tairnadal noncombatants—children, artisans, and the druids who raise their
never know when you’ll feel the tingle of spectral fingers against your skin or hear the whisper of an elf who’s older than human civilization. There are many wonders in Aerenal… just don’t get buried
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
, causing the entire forest to shudder. For a moment, the party stopped, its music briefly replaced by an ominous whisper heard by all. Locals quickly shrugged off the event and resumed the
nocturnal club nicknamed the Afterparty resides beneath the tree’s roots. It’s a who’s who of Undead—liches, vampire lords, and skeletal folk of all shapes and sizes. Jergal, the apathetic former Lord of
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
, causing the entire forest to shudder. For a moment, the party stopped, its music briefly replaced by an ominous whisper heard by all. Locals quickly shrugged off the event and resumed the
nocturnal club nicknamed the Afterparty resides beneath the tree’s roots. It’s a who’s who of Undead—liches, vampire lords, and skeletal folk of all shapes and sizes. Jergal, the apathetic former Lord of
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden
here, add: Crouching in the middle of the cavern is a gaunt gnoll with ravenous eyes and the foul stench of the grave coming from it. The creature does not cast a reflection.
Ranged attack rolls made
dryad named Hathowyn, who resides in the southernmost tree. If the dryad dies, the trees die 1d10 days later. Centuries of isolation have made Hathowyn lonely, and the dryad hungers for conversation and
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden
here, add: Crouching in the middle of the cavern is a gaunt gnoll with ravenous eyes and the foul stench of the grave coming from it. The creature does not cast a reflection.
Ranged attack rolls made
dryad named Hathowyn, who resides in the southernmost tree. If the dryad dies, the trees die 1d10 days later. Centuries of isolation have made Hathowyn lonely, and the dryad hungers for conversation and
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Quests from the Infinite Staircase
blood, and the scent of iron hangs thick in the air.
Twenty stirges hang from the ceiling of this cave. Bright light or any noise louder than a whisper disturbs the stirges, causing them to attack. L3
, the bats flood out of the caverns to hunt in the mountains, returning to this area at dawn. While the bats are roosting, bright light or any noise louder than a whisper agitates them and sends them
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Quests from the Infinite Staircase
blood, and the scent of iron hangs thick in the air.
Twenty stirges hang from the ceiling of this cave. Bright light or any noise louder than a whisper disturbs the stirges, causing them to attack. L3
, the bats flood out of the caverns to hunt in the mountains, returning to this area at dawn. While the bats are roosting, bright light or any noise louder than a whisper agitates them and sends them
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Quests from the Infinite Staircase
teleports past them, they can’t travel beyond the haze, which is the boundary of the demiplane in which the palace resides. P2: Walled Garden Tall porphyry walls enclose a beautiful garden, and a glassy
creature departs the tomb, a pair of joyful voices whisper to it in unison. The voices thank the creature for its respect and inform the creature that its next wish spoken aloud before it leaves the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Quests from the Infinite Staircase
teleports past them, they can’t travel beyond the haze, which is the boundary of the demiplane in which the palace resides. P2: Walled Garden Tall porphyry walls enclose a beautiful garden, and a glassy
creature departs the tomb, a pair of joyful voices whisper to it in unison. The voices thank the creature for its respect and inform the creature that its next wish spoken aloud before it leaves the
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tales from the Yawning Portal->a6
. Two fire giants guard the king at all times; their positions are indicated by the circled numbers 1 and 2. Each giant has a carved stone to throw. Crouching at positions 3 and 4 are a pair of hell
!). Queen Frupy, who resides here, is a veritable harridan, a sly and cunning fire giant. She is, if anything, uglier than Snurre. Topped by a huge mass of yellow-orange hair that looks like a fright
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tales from the Yawning Portal->a6
. Two fire giants guard the king at all times; their positions are indicated by the circled numbers 1 and 2. Each giant has a carved stone to throw. Crouching at positions 3 and 4 are a pair of hell
!). Queen Frupy, who resides here, is a veritable harridan, a sly and cunning fire giant. She is, if anything, uglier than Snurre. Topped by a huge mass of yellow-orange hair that looks like a fright
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Descent into the Lost Caverns of Tsojcanth
noise louder than a whisper agitates the bats and sends them into a panic, causing a number of swarms of bats equal to the number of characters in this area descend from the ceiling and attack the source
sanctum in the greater caverns, where the archmage’s true prize resides. The poem reads as follows: In the center lies the gate,
But its locks will surely vex.
Many are the guards who wait
As you
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Descent into the Lost Caverns of Tsojcanth
noise louder than a whisper agitates the bats and sends them into a panic, causing a number of swarms of bats equal to the number of characters in this area descend from the ceiling and attack the source
sanctum in the greater caverns, where the archmage’s true prize resides. The poem reads as follows: In the center lies the gate,
But its locks will surely vex.
Many are the guards who wait
As you