A being composed of shadow faces you, its form insubstantial. A wave of numbing cold washes over you, as the empty sockets where eyes should be meet your gaze. Wraithlords are leftover remnants of the Age of Dreams; despite their name, they are not actually undead. Instead, they are a creation of the darkest sorcery, melding human flesh and spirit with killing dweomers to produce a being unstoppable in combat.
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