The largest trading hub of the civilized world, the almighty Gold Piece rules with an iron fist. Constant caravans bring new commerce to the city on a daily basis, as well as spreading the word far and wide of Fat Man's rest being the place to make money. Local businesses range from massive weapon and spice dealers to small produce and charm stalls lining the roads. Money flows abundant, some for honest men, but some even falls into the seedy underbelly of crooks hiding in the shadows.
| Played | 1 times |
| Cloned | 0 times |
| Created | 17 days ago |
| Last Updated | 17 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Description
You shape an illusory duplicate of one beast or humanoid that is within range for the entire casting time of the spell. The duplicate is a creature, partially real and formed from ice or snow, and it can take actions and otherwise be affected as a normal creature. It appears to be the same as the original, but it has half the creature's hit point maximum and is formed without any equipment. Otherwise, the illusion uses all the statistics of the creature it duplicates. The simulacrum is friendly to you and creatures you designate. It obeys your spoken commands, moving and acting in accordance with your wishes and acting on your turn in combat. The simulacrum lacks the ability to learn or become more powerful, so it never increases its level or other abilities, nor can it regain expended spell slots. If the simulacrum is damaged, you can repair it in an alchemical laboratory, using rare herbs and minerals worth 100 gp per hit point it regains. The simulacrum lasts until it drops to 0 hit points, at which point it reverts to snow and melts instantly. If you cast this spell again, any currently active duplicates you created with this spell are instantly destroyed.
| Level | 7 |
| Range | 1 |