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Wedding Rehearsal

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Out of the Abyss

toadstool rose, From chaos dark, her love She shows. Wish! Yearn! Laugh! The Lady will be wed! Crave! Hunger! Dance! Her joyous spores will spread! Youth is gone, beauty rots, Araumycos and

giant mistress. They croon a strange, soothing song as they weave the substance of the giant figure into delicate lichen veils and a long, mycelium train like a bridal gown. The vision ends when the

11. The Glittering Caverns of Jarûk the Prismatic

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Waterdeep: Dungeon of the Mad Mage

black robes and veils lurk in the northern alcove. The dao, Jarûk, rises out of the sand when the characters first arrive. He greets them with a song (see the “Jarûk’s Song” sidebar). As he sings

, the veiled medusas emerge from their alcove and begin to dance around him as the sand swirls and forms little dust devils. Jarûk is evil and cruel, but his current predicament motivates him to be a

The Dark Seldarine

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

portrayed in some legends as a fierce female clad in silver and translucent veils, and in others as a banshee. In either version, her hands bear many glittering silver rings, and this image is recognized as

. Eilistraee is a god of moonlight, song, dance, and, most important, the rejection of the evil ways of Lolth. Drow who feel like outsiders in their society, who react with disgust to the evils perpetrated by

Nangalore

Compendium - Sources->Dungeons & Dragons->Tomb of Annihilation

an eblis. Scrawled on the east wall in Old Omuan are the words “To dream, to dance.” 6. Pagoda This crumbling pagoda must have been lovely once, with its wide, graceful arches inviting the breeze to

veils. Next to her, a black orchid grows out of a large clay pot at the head of the divan. She addresses you in a voice tinged with odd inflections. “Strangers have come to Nangalore, my love. What boon