It towers on the back of a giant Royal Mammoth filled with Primal and murderous fallen elves ready to swing down to any unlucky settlement in the path of their titanic living battlement.
The nomadic stronghold lumbers its way across the glaciers of Algere. A fortress of wood, bone, and rope that anchored to a titanic mammoth's body. Its battlements flutter with banners of lost elven kingdoms taken by a curse. Its barbarian elves are all cursed with a madness that grows stronger the longer they are away from the fey realms of Wilder. Their survival hinges on movement, venturing back to Wilder to sustain themselves through its power before leaving to raid the settlements of Algēre like divers surfacing for air.
The wild elves have transformed their curse into a weapon. Unlike any other fallen elven cultures, they have embraced their feral brothers who have gone completely monstrous for lack of fey essence, wielding them as tools of war. Cages dangle from the great mammoth’s sides, holding those among them who have succumbed fully to the curse. During raids, these feral elves are unleashed upon their enemies, descending in a tide of unchecked primal fury. Once the cursed have ravaged the battlefield, the rest of the Yamir forces descend from the fortress to finish the attack.
It towers on the back of a giant Royal Mammoth filled with Primal and murderous fallen elves ready to swing down to any unlucky settlement in the path of their titanic living battlement.
The nomadic stronghold lumbers its way across the glaciers of Algere. A fortress of wood, bone, and rope that anchored to a titanic mammoth's body. Its battlements flutter with banners of lost elven kingdoms taken by a curse. Its barbarian elves are all cursed with a madness that grows stronger the longer they are away from the fey realms of Wilder. Their survival hinges on movement, venturing back to Wilder to sustain themselves through its power before leaving to raid the settlements of Algēre like divers surfacing for air.
The wild elves have transformed their curse into a weapon. Unlike any other fallen elven cultures, they have embraced their feral brothers who have gone completely monstrous for lack of fey essence, wielding them as tools of war. Cages dangle from the great mammoth’s sides, holding those among them who have succumbed fully to the curse. During raids, these feral elves are unleashed upon their enemies, descending in a tide of unchecked primal fury. Once the cursed have ravaged the battlefield, the rest of the Yamir forces descend from the fortress to finish the attack.
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