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K78. Brazier Room
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Curse of Strahd
-tall iron statues of knights on horseback, poised to charge with swords drawn, stand in deep alcoves facing each other. The brazier sits between them. The two statues are iron golems. Each horse and
one into the brazier causes its flame to change from white to the color of the stone, and the sand begins falling through the hourglass. Any creature that touches the colored flame is teleported to a
K78. Brazier Room
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Curse of Strahd
-tall iron statues of knights on horseback, poised to charge with swords drawn, stand in deep alcoves facing each other. The brazier sits between them. The two statues are iron golems. Each horse and
one into the brazier causes its flame to change from white to the color of the stone, and the sand begins falling through the hourglass. Any creature that touches the colored flame is teleported to a
Hopeless
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
Thingol, entered the Screaming Gate with a pack of beholders poised to enforce her will. Nicknamed the Maiden of Misery, Thingol floats through Hopeless adorned with an expressionless iron mask and a robe
of rattling chains. The unfeeling tyrant’s laws change by the day, but her disdain for color and emotion are constant. This joyless executioner compounds the sorrow of her subjects. Some doubt the High
Hopeless
 Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
Thingol, entered the Screaming Gate with a pack of beholders poised to enforce her will. Nicknamed the Maiden of Misery, Thingol floats through Hopeless adorned with an expressionless iron mask and a robe
of rattling chains. The unfeeling tyrant’s laws change by the day, but her disdain for color and emotion are constant. This joyless executioner compounds the sorrow of her subjects. Some doubt the High