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Returning 4 results for 'demon instances are bellowing'.
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Kostchtchie's Maw
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Baldur's Gate: Descent into Avernus
text to the players: A dark chasm gapes between grumbling volcanoes that spew lava and smoke into the hateful sky. The air trembles with the bellowing of some monstrous creature in the dark depths of
the chasm. The demon lord Kostchtchie resembles a squat hill giant with short, bandy legs and a grossly shaped head. Frost giants who forsake their gods and turn to demon worship can summon
Tradegate
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
appliances to squat dwarven forges with their bellowing furnaces. No one shoves their way to the front of a queue, and no illegal market awaits contrabandists after sundown. Theft is rare, though guards
earned many enemies, having trespassed in the lairs of demon lords and hoodwinked gods to survey their domains. When he needs to skip town, the slippery cartographer collapses his tower into a magical
Scab Locations
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Baldur's Gate: Descent into Avernus
When the characters enter this 30-foot-wide chamber, read the following boxed text to the players: Two fiends resembling scaly, 9-foot-tall, bipedal toads stand waist-deep in a pool of blood, bellowing
command of a nalfeshnee named Trantolox have found the entrance to the Bleeding Citadel but can’t break in (see area S14). A shadow demon has found Yeenoghu’s lost pet, the great demon Crokek’toeck, in
Lower Ward
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
Lower Ward Industrial smog and fumes blanket the Lower Ward, a noisy tangle of bellowing forges, magical refineries, and alchemical emissions. Cobblers, smiths, and smelters gravitate to the ward
shadow demon that directs his wererat minions through wispy messages scrawled on passage walls. The King of the Rats spends his lonely hours obsessively counting the treasure the rats sift from the Ditch