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Returning 5 results for 'descent instant are breeze'.
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Verdan
 Species Acquisitions Incorporated
. Reality is a descent into chaos punctuated by brief flashes of order, whence we arose and so imagine it to be the norm rather than a distant outlier. That-Which-Endures held entropy back for a mere instant
New Race: Verdan
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Acquisitions Incorporated
. Reality is a descent into chaos punctuated by brief flashes of order, whence we arose and so imagine it to be the norm rather than a distant outlier. That-Which-Endures held entropy back for a mere instant, and the Verdan emerged. I’m sorry, was that the question? — K’thriss Drow’b
Mournland Environment
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Eberron: Rising from the Last War
become iridescent glass or semiliquid sludge. Trees in one place turned to crystalline onyx; the flowers in another place begin eerily buzzing when touched by a breeze. Nothing in the Mournland is as
past the instant of their casting and start behaving as if they were independent, living creatures. A common misunderstanding about the Mournland is that healing spells refuse to work. The fact is
Maze of Mists
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Quests from the Infinite Staircase
) score of 15 or higher detect a cool, fresh breeze from the east. P14e. The words “Knock First” have been carved in Common into a heavy plank door. The bandits in the room beyond (see area P16) wrote
this to try to dupe intruders into announcing their presence. P14f. A cool, fresh breeze flows out from under the door, and a character listening at the door hears tumbling torrents of water. P14g
Hive Ward
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
-o’-wisps: devils pawning stolen souls to rule-bending angels, interplanar fences selling stolen modron parts, demodands advertising jars of their liquefied cohorts as instant bodyguards, and the like
breeze with each other. Heat rises through vents in the taproom’s drab-tiled floors to warm banged-up metal tables, their surfaces marred by blades and stained with dried blood. The watering hole’s