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from him in a mighty blast of lightning. Crouching behind a stalagmite, a halfling points a finger at a charging troglodyte. A blast of fire springs from her finger to strike the creature. She ducks
;ll choose an origin that ties to a draconic bloodline or the influence of wild magic, but the exact source of your power is up to you to decide. Is it a family curse, passed down to you from distant
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- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden
here, add: Crouching in the middle of the cavern is a gaunt gnoll with ravenous eyes and the foul stench of the grave coming from it. The creature does not cast a reflection.
Ranged attack rolls made
the trees are magically delicious. Three dark elves have passed through the dryad’s grove on multiple occasions, coming and going through the southwest and southeast passages (leading to areas H29
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden
here, add: Crouching in the middle of the cavern is a gaunt gnoll with ravenous eyes and the foul stench of the grave coming from it. The creature does not cast a reflection.
Ranged attack rolls made
the trees are magically delicious. Three dark elves have passed through the dryad’s grove on multiple occasions, coming and going through the southwest and southeast passages (leading to areas H29
compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Grim Hollow: Player’s Guide
with keen eyesight and a talent for archery. Their deep knowledge of the woodlands and their affinity with the fey enable them to conceal themselves effortlessly within their own domains. Their deadly
hamlets and farmsteads, the fear of lycanthropy runs deep. But few folk ever come to realize that the hulking stranger they passed on the trade road at dusk, the forest hermit who appeared from nowhere