You've mastered the art of imbuing your arrows with wyvern magic, capable of inducing a profound slumber in your adversaries.
The arrow gleams with a faint, greenish glow, its tip exuding a subtle mist. Upon release, it glides silently, the air around it stills, and where it lands, a soft, drowsy haze spreads swiftly.
# | Type | Name |
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1 | Subclass | Conclave of the Dragon |