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Satyrs of the Skola Vale

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mythic Odysseys of Theros

of “you go over there, and you go over there.” True intentional crimes, however, are violations known deep in the satyr soul. If needs be, revelry can halt in an instant to help someone who’s been

Favored A circle of satyr druids, Nylea’s Favored protect the Skola Vale, restoring nature after damage by wildfires or too rowdy satyr parties. They also defend the vale by growing dense underbrush and

The Seldarine

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes

Adventurer’s Guide Corellon Larethian The creator of all elves is both chaos and beauty personified. Corellon is as fluid and changeable as a breeze or a brook — quick to anger, but equally quick to

welfare of forests and prairies, the passing of the seasons, and the lives of beasts. Most of his followers and priests are elf druids. They’re just as insular and secretive as any other druids, which

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

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