Fantasy

Eryndor

Nelgea

Eryndor is a mystical land where ancient magic and mortal ambition collide.

Author's Note: Eryndor is a world where ancient magic intertwines with mortal ambition, teeming with diverse cultures, living history, and uncharted mysteries. Each region—from the pirate-infested Shattered Isles to the cursed Obsidian Wastes—tells its own story, shaped by past choices that echo into the present. Magic, both a tool and a threat, flows through the Aether Veins, fueling innovation while posing risks to balance. Heroes emerge not from destiny but from the fringes of society, their choices shaping a morally complex world where good and evil blur. The divine pantheon actively influences mortal lives, and ancient artifacts like the Blade of Aryn’Dral carry immense power with dire consequences. The floating city of Skyhaven debates the ethics of controlling magic, while shadowy regions like Virewood Forest and Shadowfell Cove hide untold secrets. Eryndor invites exploration and rewards curiosity, where every decision ripples through the ever-changing landscape. It is not just a setting but a living character, shaped by its inhabitants' dreams and struggles, offering endless opportunities for adventure and discovery.

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Cloudkill

Conjuration

Details

Level	5
Range	120

Description

You create a 20-foot-radius sphere of poisonous, yellow-green fog centered on a point you choose within range. The fog spreads around corners. It lasts for the duration or until strong wind disperses the fog, ending the spell. Its area is heavily obscured. When a creature enters the spell's area for the first time on a turn or starts its turn there, that creature must make a constitution saving throw. The creature takes 5d8 poison damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. Creatures are affected even if they hold their breath or don't need to breathe. The fog moves 10 feet away from you at the start of each of your turns, rolling along the surface of the ground. The vapors, being heavier than air, sink to the lowest level of the land, even pouring down openings.