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Heart Binder




Caught between demon and book, the Heart Binder floats along filled with page after page of harmful lore. Lore it is willing to share with both the curuious and unwary to better spread the influence of its creator, the fiendish Thirst Slacker Those who accept its dark counsel gain additional arcane or even divine power in exchange for lifeforce - either their own or others. The Heart Binder's pages are insidous enough they can entice the weak-willed. Sometimes the vile codex crushes the hearts of these poor souls just for fun.

Heart Binder

Tiny construct (fiend), chaotic evil

Armor Class 16 (natural armor)

19 (3d8 + 6)

Speed 0 ft

Fly 20 ft (hover)

Str 5 Dex 17 Con 15 Int 12 Wis 16 Cha 8

Skills Arcana +3, History +3

Damage Resistances bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing from nonmagical attacks that aren't adamantine

Damage Immunities fire, poison

Condition Immunities petrified, poisoned

Sensesdarkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 13

Languages Abyssal, Celestial, Common, Infernal, telepathy 10 ft.

Challenge 2 (450 XP)

Open Hearts.

Any humanoid that starts its turn within 30 feet of the construct and can see the construct's open pages must make a DC 13 Wisdom saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is charmed for 1 minute. A creature can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns ending the effect on itself on a success. If a creature's saving throw is successful or the effect ends for it, the creature is immune to the construct's Open Hearts for the next 24 hours.

Sinister Refresh.

Once per long rest, a friendly spellcaster within 5ft of the Heart Binder may sacrifice up to half of their hit dice to recover a spell slot of that spell level or less. Alternatively, they can kill a creature to recover a spell slot up to half that creature's hit dice. This spell slot cannot be greater than level 4.


Actions

Bash.

Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 5 (1d4 + 3) bludgeoning damage.

Heart Attack.

The construct targets one charmed creature she can see within 30 ft. of it. If the target can see the construct's open pages, it must succeed on a DC 13 Wisdom saving throw against this magic or gain a level of Exhaustion.

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