The Graveroot Wargrove, Part 8

I have built 3 Spite-Revenants - more Harrowmark Sylvaneth. I wanted to make them darker, more twisted and disturbing than the Tree-Revenants. So I built them with several human skulls each, all from Citadel Skulls box as well but I chose the damaged and cracked skulls to match the Spite-Revenants' broken and tormented nature.

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Where other sylvaneth were graceful and suffused with life magic, the Spite-Revenants were shrieking terrors from the depths of a nightmare. Light and shadow flickered weirdly around these ghastly creatures as they tore and bit at their victims, rending to bloody tatters any who do not simply fling down their weapons and flee.

Outcasts were terrifying Sylvaneth who could only perceive the war aspect of the Spirit Song of Alarielle. When the sylvaneth were mustered to war, the Spite-Revenants also answered the call and would fling themselves into battle with wanton abandon, madness churned in their eyes and their very shadows twisted unnaturally. As they went to war, Dryads sang their war songs, but the Spite-Revenants screamed a nerve tearing cacophony of terror and hate. They may have been a dark reflection of the other tree-folk or even tainted from Soul-Pods that grew in corrupted soil. They were found in any wild place that had been twisted by malice and hate, not a few tree-folk worried that their bitterness and hate was contagious.

They were surrounded by haunting, susurrating voices which hissed threats in an unknowable tongue, and they were rightly feared for the cruel delight they took in granting their prey slow, lingering deaths.

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Solanix (the Shadestalker), Feroxus and Dulcamara: