The Riven Lands are a fractured realm born from a magical event, The Sundering which violently pulled people from countless realities into a bleeding scar across existence. Magic here is a vile, twisting curse, its power warping flesh and mind. Its inhabitants, xenophobic and without loyalty, cling to life amidst decaying lands, endless wars, and horrifying Gods that everyone worships in some form. Hope is a lie; only brutal struggle remains in this world drowned in cynicism and sheer cruelty.
| Played | 8 times |
| Cloned | 3 times |
| Created | 2 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
Description
A majestic yet terrifying bird with the head and torso of a beautiful woman, eyes burning with ancient sorrow and wisdom. Its twilight-colored feathers and haunting song foretell doom, draining vitality and bringing despair.
| Size | Large |
| Type | Fey |
| CR | 12 |
| XP | 8400 |
| Languages | Auran, Sylvan, telepathy 60 ft. |
| Armor Class | 15 |
| HP Range | 170 - 360 (Avg: 265) |
| Damage Vulnerabilities | None |
| Damage Resistances | None |
| Damage Immunities | None |
| Condition Immunities | None |
Claw
Melee Weapon Attack: +9 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 13 (2d8 + 4) slashing damage.
Doom Song (Recharge 5-6)
The Alkonost sings a haunting melody. Each creature within 60 feet that can hear it must succeed on a DC 17 Wisdom saving throw or take 27 (6d8) psychic damage and gain one level of exhaustion. A creature that gains two levels of exhaustion from this ability within 1 minute falls unconscious.
Prophetic Gaze (1/Day)
The Alkonost targets one creature it can see within 30 feet. The target must succeed on a DC 17 Wisdom saving throw or suffer disadvantage on all attack rolls, ability checks, and saving throws for 1 minute as it is shown glimpses of its own inevitable doom.