Lady Olynder, Mortarch of Grief Raven Guard and their divining spears hum

and their divining spears hum as they sense their predestined prey

an icon-adorned hood and a split in his pot belly through which his guts dangle hilariously

– Knight Castellan

They roam the corners of the host planet in search of new regions for their cult to infest

When the invasion swarms finally descend

Lady Olynder, Mortarch of Grief Raven Guard and their divining spears humShe is the Mourning Bride, the Unrequited Queen, the Veiled Lady and the Mortarch of Grief. She is despair made manifest, gloom given form. She is Lady Olynder, and in her are bound all the sorrows and anguishes of the realms. Her power transcends the melancholic, for she exudes mind crippling waves of pure desolation. Mortals in her presence are overwhelmed by a gloom so heavy that only the strongest willed can stay upright. Most fall to their knees,