If you fall unconscious, spectral tendrils lash out, forcing all creatures within 10 ft to make a Fortitude save or take force damage and be pushed away.
Beneath your feet, the stone vibrates. A low, wet thrum rises—like something calling through miles of black water. The air grows thick, your breath damp, and shadows ripple with shapes that shouldn't swim on land.
# | Type | Name |
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1 | Subclass | Grove of the Deep |