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 large, terrifying mountain hag resembling an ancient, gnarled tree with bark-like skin and thorny vine hair. She preys on lost travelers, stealing vitality and driving them to madness with whispers of their greatest regrets.
Size | Large |
Type | Fey |
CR | 12 |
XP | 8400 |
Languages | Common, Sylvan |
Armor Class | 15 |
HP Range | 180 - 360 (Avg: 270) |
Damage Vulnerabilities | None |
Damage Resistances | None |
Damage Immunities | None |
Condition Immunities | None |
Gnarled Claw
Melee Weapon Attack: +10 to hit, reach 10 ft., one target. Hit: 21 (3d10 + 6) slashing damage.
Multiattack
The Crone makes two attacks: one with its Gnarled Claw and one with its Soul-Sap.
Soul-Sap
Melee Spell Attack: +10 to hit, reach 5 ft., one creature. Hit: 18 (4d6 + 5) necrotic damage. The target's hit point maximum is reduced by an amount equal to the damage taken, and the Crone regains hit points equal to that amount.
Whispers of Regret (Recharge 5-6)
The Crone whispers maddening secrets. Each creature within 30 feet must succeed on a DC 16 Wisdom saving throw or take 27 (6d8) psychic damage and be Incapacitated until the end of its next turn.