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Returning 10 results for 'danced inbred are bring'.
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The Abbot
 Monsters Curse of Strahd
hundred years ago, the deva was sent from the Upper Planes to honor the legacy of Saint Markovia. He reopened the abbey and began tending to the physically and mentally ill. In so doing, he hoped to bring
, inbred lepers—came to the abbey seeking salvation. The deva rid them of their diseases, an act for which they were eternally grateful, but could not cure them of certain human defects that had been
Aereni High Elf
 Species Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
ground and faced your ancestors, and twenty fell before his singing blades. You are no Dhakaani of old, and a mere twenty of you will bring no honor to the Taeri.” The warlord hissed in fury, and
she danced toward the chieftain. In a moment the song of steel was over. Caerys watched as the warlord fell to the ground. With a contemptuous snap of her wrist, she flicked the blood from her blade
Valenar High Elf
 Species Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
ground and faced your ancestors, and twenty fell before his singing blades. You are no Dhakaani of old, and a mere twenty of you will bring no honor to the Taeri.” The warlord hissed in fury, and
she danced toward the chieftain. In a moment the song of steel was over. Caerys watched as the warlord fell to the ground. With a contemptuous snap of her wrist, she flicked the blood from her blade
Aereni Wood Elf
 Species Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
ground and faced your ancestors, and twenty fell before his singing blades. You are no Dhakaani of old, and a mere twenty of you will bring no honor to the Taeri.” The warlord hissed in fury, and
she danced toward the chieftain. In a moment the song of steel was over. Caerys watched as the warlord fell to the ground. With a contemptuous snap of her wrist, she flicked the blood from her blade
Valenar Wood Elf
 Species Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
ground and faced your ancestors, and twenty fell before his singing blades. You are no Dhakaani of old, and a mere twenty of you will bring no honor to the Taeri.” The warlord hissed in fury, and
she danced toward the chieftain. In a moment the song of steel was over. Caerys watched as the warlord fell to the ground. With a contemptuous snap of her wrist, she flicked the blood from her blade
Elves
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Wayfinder's Guide to Eberron
ground and faced your ancestors, and twenty fell before his singing blades. You are no Dhakaani of old, and a mere twenty of you will bring no honor to the Taeri.” The warlord hissed in fury, and his
flail flashed in the firelight. The chain wrapped around Caerys’ blade but she twisted away. The flail flew into the darkness. She spun forward, her double blade weaving a circle of fire as she danced
The Abbot
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Curse of Strahd
reopened the abbey and began tending to the physically and mentally ill. In so doing, he hoped to bring some much-needed light to Barovia. His efforts worked for a while, but then the Dark Powers began
to corrupt him. Imperfections. The Abbot’s fall from grace started when the Belviews—a family of sickly, inbred lepers—came to the abbey seeking salvation. The deva rid them of their diseases, an act
Appendix: Stagefright's Lines
 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
Appendix E: Stagefright's Lines
 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
Spire of Iriolarthas (Y19a-Y19h)
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden
room’s true contents are revealed: The ballroom lies in ruins, rimed with ice, its furniture jumbled and shattered. Above the floor where nobles danced, three glass cylinders with iron fittings slowly
, which he keeps in his study. She proposes that the characters break into Iriolarthas’s study, steal his staff, and bring it to her. She declines to accompany them, on account of the likely danger. If