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Dr. Vex HyperionVrax OrbbaneThistle SmirkWitchmark TowerJellithVrisshka GhoulbornAust CreedThe Rusted WishboneSinjin the RivenJakob KnellsRakshaOlifrey NightshadeSarnak VoidtideHarrow GristVaskel DruneLyrith VexianMorlekJinx CrumblehookSable DriftsBlightwind SocietyPhantom Lantern InnZarvexThe Brass VagrantShrieker NullBast GunwhaleThe Sable LedgerThrallakGrivokDraugrenEldruunPatch PennyboneSinister GrottoVexer’s GauntletTorbulThe Mourning BellFrostweld AegisOrder of the Shattered SigilVornixHexweaver’s ReliquaryTorren StarkillerBlyth GorespindleThule ScarcladDreadstar ReliquaryCalyx MandrakeZugg VarrickThe Drunken HarbingerDaska HalloweyesIron Howl KeepGunner Patch-EyeRed HankCobble WicksMurn CobwebFynch Lurly
Corvin SableVermilion BastionMaddox SlagThe Withered FlaskThe Oathbound FlaskSpectra CoilPhage IronjawGristle HemlockBrumeelKraxilNightvault ArmorQuill OxbloodMindleVorashShivershade MarketSalka DuskwalkerGobbithBrynna VoskPipper QuickGloomspireSkulnSillithThe Obsidian CowlMaudra GallowsAshbriar RefugeMorvane the BlackNym Umbrafade

Instantly generate creative, setting-appropriate names for tokens as soon as they’re added to the canvas—or use the TokenHUD’s Crystal Menu to refresh names on demand. Stay in the flow with quick, immersive naming for every encounter.

Use the *names chat command to receive themed name suggestions instantly. Pick your favorite, and the token is renamed automatically—quick, easy, and always fitting your world.

Descriptions

Moghul the Unburied rises at dusk from a mound of scorched bones, his colossal frame bound by chains that rattle like distant thunder. His molten gaze boils the ground beneath his feet, and his laughter curdles blood. None who enter his lair beneath the shattered amphitheater do so twice, for his hunger is matched only by his hatred for the living. Moghul the Unburied rises at dusk from a mound of scorched bones, his colossal frame bound by chains that rattle like distant thunder. His molten gaze boils the ground beneath his feet, and his laughter curdles blood. None who enter his lair beneath the shattered amphitheater do so twice, for his hunger is matched only by his hatred for the living.

The Gilded Shrike, a flintlock pistol chased with gold and mother-of-pearl, fires silent bullets that leave neither wound nor blood but snatch the memory of a single name from the victim’s mind. Outlaws and lawmen alike covet it, though most cannot recall why they sought it once it leaves their hand. The Gilded Shrike, a flintlock pistol chased with gold and mother-of-pearl, fires silent bullets that leave neither wound nor blood but snatch the memory of a single name from the victim’s mind. Outlaws and lawmen alike covet it, though most cannot recall why they sought it once it leaves their hand.

The Silent Menagerie is a collection of glass cages hidden beneath the palace, each holding a creature made of shadows, dreams, or vanished songs. When the torches gutter low, their shapes flicker and twist, and faint music drifts through the halls—reminding those above that not all treasures are meant to be seen. The Silent Menagerie is a collection of glass cages hidden beneath the palace, each holding a creature made of shadows, dreams, or vanished songs. When the torches gutter low, their shapes flicker and twist, and faint music drifts through the halls—reminding those above that not all treasures are meant to be seen.

Jasper Nail, gambler and confidence man, flashes a smile as sharp as a snake’s fang and never loses at cards. His lucky silver coin—always spinning, never settling—has a habit of vanishing into thin air when lawmen come calling. No one knows where he came from, but every saloon has a tale about his last, impossible escape. Jasper Nail, gambler and confidence man, flashes a smile as sharp as a snake’s fang and never loses at cards. His lucky silver coin—always spinning, never settling—has a habit of vanishing into thin air when lawmen come calling. No one knows where he came from, but every saloon has a tale about his last, impossible escape.

Aveline Blackwater, sheriff of Dustwind, carries both badge and burden with a weathered hand. Her gaze is as cold and steady as the barrel of her rifle, and rumor has it she once stared down a tornado until it turned aside. In her presence, men and storms alike find themselves wanting. Aveline Blackwater, sheriff of Dustwind, carries both badge and burden with a weathered hand. Her gaze is as cold and steady as the barrel of her rifle, and rumor has it she once stared down a tornado until it turned aside. In her presence, men and storms alike find themselves wanting.

Instantly create evocative, system-agnostic descriptions for any creature, NPC, or scene. Just click from the TokenHUD’s Crystal Menu—Forge delivers flavorful text right to chat, ready to read or copy to your notes.

Homebrew

Create detailed homebrew content using intuitive, in-app forms. Choose from presets or customize your own. When you’re done, save your results to a Foundry journal or clipboard for instant use in your game.

Powerful Chat Commands

Prefer keyboard shortcuts? Interact with Forge’s features directly using chat commands—generate names, descriptions, or homebrew in real time, right from the chat box.