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Returning 4 results for 'poised are and his color'.
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- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Curse of Strahd
a colored crystal. No two stones are the same color.
Overhead, a wood-framed hourglass as tall and wide as a dwarf hangs ten feet above the brazier, suspended from the ceiling by thick iron chains
-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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Curse of Strahd
a colored crystal. No two stones are the same color.
Overhead, a wood-framed hourglass as tall and wide as a dwarf hangs ten feet above the brazier, suspended from the ceiling by thick iron chains
-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
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
color in the somber town, a spiral of weathered gray buildings in a pit under a perpetually overcast sky. The residents of Hopeless are a gloomy lot—defeated folk with nowhere else to go and no energy
to leave. They dress in drab, monotonous garments devoid of color or fashion, trudging listlessly down the gate-town’s single, curling avenue like sewage to a drain. Too despondent to muster emotion
Compendium
- Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Planescape: Adventures in the Multiverse->Sigil and the Outlands
color in the somber town, a spiral of weathered gray buildings in a pit under a perpetually overcast sky. The residents of Hopeless are a gloomy lot—defeated folk with nowhere else to go and no energy
to leave. They dress in drab, monotonous garments devoid of color or fashion, trudging listlessly down the gate-town’s single, curling avenue like sewage to a drain. Too despondent to muster emotion