Fantasy

Crownlands of Solaris

Sigaojao

Solaris shines with greatness, but the greed of a tyrannical king is dimming its light.

Author's Note: The story starts with your past shaping your present. InFranz Notes (area) find "Prelude" and insert the prelude that fits your character or create an original one. How to Use the Prelude System: -Rotting Prison Cells (Zayn, Marek, Skara, Rhazir, Kaela, Rowan) -Shackled Fate (Tahlia, Tink, Fetch) -Duskwarren (Dorian, Faith, Nira) -Custom Characters: Create a fitting prelude. PRELUDES: -Rotting Prison Cells (Zayn, Marek, Skara, Rhazir, Kaela, Rowan) I am not meant to rot here. None of us are. The chains may hold my wrists, but they do not break my resolve. Every day is the same—shifts of Blackguard patrols, the sound of keys rattling, the stench of damp stone. They take one of us at a time. Interrogation. Torture. Forced labor in Dreadspire Keep. They think they can wear us down, that we will surrender to our fate. But they are wrong. -Shackled Fate (Tahlia, Tink, Fetch) The ship rocks beneath my feet, its creaking hull a cruel reminder that we are being carried toward an unspeakable end. We were taken, marked as criminals for crimes we never committed. A lie was all it took. Alistair’s rituals spare no one. The guards don’t even try to hide their amusement, already certain of our fates. But they underestimate us. Time is slipping away, but I refuse to let it run out before I fight back. -Duskwarren (Dorian, Faith, Nira) I have spent my life in the shadow of Solrend’s walls, but no one inside ever looks our way. Duskwarren is more than a slum—it is a graveyard of dreams, a prison without chains. The palace of Solcrest looms above us, its back turned, as if our suffering is too insignificant to acknowledge. But I see the truth. I hear the murmurs in the alleys, the quiet rage in weary voices. The city will never lift us up. We have to rise ourselves. FIRST MESSAGE TO FRANZ: Mention your Prelude to Franz with "@Prelude" command.

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Throgg the Bog Tyrant

SSigaojao

CR 7•Large Monstrosity

HP Range90 - 110 (Avg: 100)

AC15

XP2900

Description

Throgg is a massive, toad-like creature that has long reigned as the Bog Tyrant of the Fifth Floor. His bloated body is covered in thick, warty skin, slick with poisonous slime. Large, thorny ridges on his back form a crown-like structure, marking him as the ruler of the swamp. Throgg's eyes glow with an eerie green light, and his enormous mouth can swallow creatures whole, trapping them in his belly, where they are slowly digested by acidic bile. Throgg has an air of authority, as if the very swamp bends to his will. He uses the swamp’s natural elements—mud, water, and mist—as weapons, summoning poisonous gas or spitting acidic bile at his enemies. His skin is covered in a toxic layer of slime that burns anything it touches. Throgg commands lesser swamp creatures, forcing them to act as his minions, and rules the Fifth Floor from his lair deep within the Mire of Lost Souls.

Details

Size	Large
Type	Monstrosity
CR	7
XP	2900
Languages	Undercommon, Sylvan

Defenses

Armor Class	15
HP Range	90 - 110 (Avg: 100)
Damage Vulnerabilities	None
Damage Resistances	None
Damage Immunities	None
Condition Immunities	None

Actions

Minions

Throgg can summon smaller swamp creatures to aid him in battle, like giant frogs or quippers.

Poisonous Spit

Throgg can spit a glob of poison at his enemies, dealing 2d10 poison damage and leaving a burning poison that deals additional damage over time.

Swallow Whole

Throgg can attempt to swallow smaller creatures, trapping them in his stomach where they take acid damage each round until they escape or die.

Toxic Aura

Throgg’s presence alone exudes a toxic aura, forcing anyone within a 15-foot radius to make Constitution saving throws or take poison damage and suffer the poisoned condition.