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Monk

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Acquisitions Incorporated

energy that fills the space between all things in the multiverse. Monks tap into that energy through spiritual and martial training, meditation, and contemplation. And punching and kicking. And more

queues) 2 Addled Adder — Lying flat on the ground (perfect when attempting to hide) 3 Ponderous Pudding — Collapsed in a heap (useful when trying to disguise yourself as a drunken fool

Yartar

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Sword Coast Adventurer’s Guide

Fortuitous Happenstance. The Shieldmeet festival features a number of games of chance, skill, and bravery, from dice and darts, to drunken running, to wrestling and other physical contests

another, and have neither the resources to seek new customers, nor the space or funds to explore new trades. As a result, a good deal of the gossip, thievery, and assault in Yartar has at its roots one

Guildhouse Locations

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Keys from the Golden Vault

grains take up most of the space. A few pitchforks, ropes, and feed buckets lie scattered about the bales. Stable Hand. A young stable hand named Needly Pitts (neutral, human commoner) lazes in the

drunken guest. Only Guildmaster Dusk knows Jaymont’s true nature. The doppelganger pretends to be asleep, but a character can discern that it’s awake with a successful DC 15 Wisdom (Insight) check

Locations in Triboar

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Storm King's Thunder

children (noncombatants) of various ethnicities. T1. Market Square and Tower The center of Triboar, where the Long Road meets the Evermoor Way, is a huge open space used as a market by local farmers and

visiting peddlers. Dominating the space is the two-story Tower of the Lord Protector, a simple stone keep that leans decidedly to the east. Hanging above the entrance is the dusty banner of the lord

Red Larch Locations

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Princes of the Apocalypse

other patrons they think might talk about a particular subject. A gift of a drink loosens most tongues. The Helm gets rowdy from time to time, but the staff is ready for ordinary drunken fisticuffs

says “Bethendur’s Storage/Rent Space by tenday, month, or year,” a tall, smiling man emerges to meet them. This is Aerego Bethendur (male Tethyrian human noble). He is assisted by three burly clerks and

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