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Bast GunwhaleTorren StarkillerNithraSarnak VoidtideFlint IronbarMindleZugg VarrickGrivokSable DriftsKhyraxan BladeShardholdTumbrixBlyth GorespindleVexer’s GauntletRakshaSkriln GrubfistAust CreedMurn CobwebMaudra GallowsThe Withered FlaskThistle SmirkHexweaver’s ReliquaryThule ScarcladWitchmark TowerOrder of the Shattered SigilPatch PennyboneSalka DuskwalkerThe Brass VagrantSkulnCalyx MandrakeFynch LurlyRetch GreelVrax OrbbaneNightvault ArmorThe Crooked CometJinx CrumblehookQuill OxbloodAshbriar RefugeEchoing PikeDreadstar ReliquaryVorashJakob KnellsHarrow GristSpectra CoilJellithGloamgutterTorbulBlightwind SocietySinjin the RivenYarael PithThe Drunken HarbingerMorlekPhage Ironjaw
Mirebel the UnboundCorvin SableShrieker NullCobble WicksSinister GrottoOlifrey NightshadeThe Sable LedgerPhantom Lantern InnVaskel DruneThe Rusted WishboneGloomspireNym UmbrafadeVrisshka GhoulbornLyrith VexianVornixShivershade MarketVel TattercoatDaska HalloweyesSillithZarvexVermilion BastionWraithpine QuarterMorvane the BlackEzra MawDr. Vex HyperionThe Obsidian CowlBrumeel

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

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.

In the Drowned Spires, fish glide through empty windows and coral blossoms where worshipers once knelt. At night, the bells ring without hands, tolling out over leagues of kelp forest, drawing lost sailors into watery dreams from which they never wake. In the Drowned Spires, fish glide through empty windows and coral blossoms where worshipers once knelt. At night, the bells ring without hands, tolling out over leagues of kelp forest, drawing lost sailors into watery dreams from which they never wake.

Skarnroot, the living fossil, stalks the prehistoric marshlands on knuckled claws, its hide armored with slabs of mossy stone. It uproots trees with a grunt and feeds on volcanic springs, eyes glowing with a slow, ancient cunning that has outlasted epochs. Skarnroot, the living fossil, stalks the prehistoric marshlands on knuckled claws, its hide armored with slabs of mossy stone. It uproots trees with a grunt and feeds on volcanic springs, eyes glowing with a slow, ancient cunning that has outlasted epochs.

In the Screeching Valley, the wind itself is alive—a banshee chorus shrieking between pillars of basalt. Travelers pack their ears with wax and carve runes into their boots, hoping to muffle the voices that promise glory and disaster in the same breath. In the Screeching Valley, the wind itself is alive—a banshee chorus shrieking between pillars of basalt. Travelers pack their ears with wax and carve runes into their boots, hoping to muffle the voices that promise glory and disaster in the same breath.

The Iron Sky Leviathan drifts above the clouds, a titanic beast of scale and steel, its belly festooned with lights like constellations. Its song is a low, thunderous hum that lures lost airships to dock on its back, never to return. The Iron Sky Leviathan drifts above the clouds, a titanic beast of scale and steel, its belly festooned with lights like constellations. Its song is a low, thunderous hum that lures lost airships to dock on its back, never to return.

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.