Moonlight and wizardry combine to awaken a thicket of fearless warriors.

They live mysteriously hidden until needed.

They leave no tracks or trails; no man has discovered their origins.

Their unhuman profiles blend perfectly into the night.

Able to crawl through the darkest shadows and ambush woodland invaders.

They do not bleed; they do not die.

They feel no emotion; they kill without hesitation.

Guided by ancient instincts, they’ve defended the forest for millennia.

They have eyes that are unseen. Ears that hear all.

They know the fears of the heart. Nightmares from the wild.

The hunters become the hunted.

Woodland soils will be fertilized by their prey’s blood.