Soul Spawn
Gren stumbled with a laugh down the city street, a half-drunk bottle in one hand. It had been a fun night in the tavern. But it was late and the orc knew he needed to get back home. In the darkness, the typically bustling city was peaceful and quiet.
A light flickering in an alley caught his attention. He staggered to a stop, glancing over. A figure stood between the buildings, glowing softly. Gren blinked.
“I've had too much to drink,” he slurred.
But as he stood and watched, the figure didn't move. Gren shuffled over, careful of the ice that slicked the stone streets during the winter. His breath came out in a puff before him as he stepped into the alley.
“Hello?” the orc asked. “Who are you?”
The creature was the strangest thing he'd ever seen. Beautiful, but in an odd and eldritch way. Its mouth slowly began to open.
Gren smiled. “My name is-”
His sentence was cut off as searing light impacted him and dropped him to the ground. Within the Realm of Chaos resides Uul, an eldritch dark god that has consumed countless realities.
It is this ancient entity of madness and despair that Silus of the Rift called upon to fulfill his plans of conquest. What Silus offered was of great interest to Uul: to feed upon The Source. To taste mana from the Well which had been forever beyond its enormous reach.
And so the elder god of a thousand screaming worlds gazed upon a single point of pure, primal energy, its power a familiar echo of the creation of All. When Silus opened the Gateway, Uul knew that its enormity could never pass through the revealed portal; however, that did not mean it could not make its presence known in the world beyond.
The Shade of Uul took shape within the Splinterlands and gave unto Silus a horrific gift. By twisting and corrupting the six primary elements of magic, a brood of Fiends was created, each a grotesque representation of a different form of magic. Fueled by the power of Uul, the Fiends are a nightmare to behold.
It is said to gaze upon a Fiend is to stare into the face of utter Hopelessness and know that the End has come.
Soul Fiend is far trickier than the other Fiends. It has an alabaster appearance wreathed in light, making the unsuspecting believe it is some angelic being. The Soul Fiend takes advantage of this, luring people in before it attacks. As it fights with savagery and light magic, it saps the physical strength from its enemies.
The Chaos Legion sends the Soul Fiend out into populated environments. It will appear to a single person or small group of people in the middle of the night, glowing within the shadows like some sort of celestial spirit. And after the attack is finished, the only thing left is a mess of blood.