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Names

Fynch LurlyBrumeelThe Brass VagrantOrder of the Shattered SigilMirebel the UnboundThe Oathbound FlaskSarnak VoidtideTorbulFrostweld AegisShivershade MarketTorren StarkillerEzra MawSable DriftsQuaskVel TattercoatWraithpine QuarterEchoing PikeGristle HemlockTumbrixJinx CrumblehookPipper QuickShrieker NullGobbithKhyraxan BladeBrynna VoskVrax OrbbaneYarael PithJellithThe Withered FlaskSkulnCalyx MandrakeThe Drunken HarbingerSpectra CoilRed HankIron Howl KeepVermilion BastionZarvexPatch PennyboneDaska HalloweyesThule ScarcladPhantom Lantern InnThe Mourning BellMorlekWilla TarmiteGrivokBlightwind SocietyHarrow GristAust CreedShardholdThe Rusted WishboneRetch GreelVornixMorvane the Black
Dr. Vex HyperionSinjin the RivenSillithSinister GrottoBast GunwhaleVaskel DruneWitchmark TowerNightvault ArmorThe Obsidian CowlSkriln GrubfistPhage IronjawVorashNell BrambleOlifrey NightshadeGunner Patch-EyeSalka DuskwalkerTorn IlvraMurn CobwebDreadstar ReliquaryZugg VarrickMaddox SlagThe Crooked CometThrallakMindleCorvin SableGloomspireKraxil

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 Greenstar Caravan rumbles through the interstellar wastes, painted in shifting hues and trailing clouds of sweet incense. Its inhabitants wear kaleidoscopic cloaks and speak in riddles, trading in curiosities: bottled sunbeams, frozen laughter, dreams pressed into amber. The Greenstar Caravan rumbles through the interstellar wastes, painted in shifting hues and trailing clouds of sweet incense. Its inhabitants wear kaleidoscopic cloaks and speak in riddles, trading in curiosities: bottled sunbeams, frozen laughter, dreams pressed into amber.

Mist gathers nightly in the Spindlewood, rising between ancient trunks twisted into cathedral spires. Here, time moves oddly, and stepping off the path might send a wanderer tumbling into decades or dreams. The forest’s dryads are draped in veils of spider silk and speak in riddles only the moon remembers. Mist gathers nightly in the Spindlewood, rising between ancient trunks twisted into cathedral spires. Here, time moves oddly, and stepping off the path might send a wanderer tumbling into decades or dreams. The forest’s dryads are draped in veils of spider silk and speak in riddles only the moon remembers.

The Bloodcairn Throne is a grotesque seat of stone, built atop a mound of skulls in the deepest crypt. Crimson moss creeps over its arms, and anyone foolish enough to sit feels the weight of every betrayal in their lineage, pressed cold and hard against the heart. The Bloodcairn Throne is a grotesque seat of stone, built atop a mound of skulls in the deepest crypt. Crimson moss creeps over its arms, and anyone foolish enough to sit feels the weight of every betrayal in their lineage, pressed cold and hard against the heart.

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.