Ancestor

Revered warriors of old roam through the elven forests, visible only by the light of their shining silver blades, their wounds having closed as if they had never existed. Though they are only partially present in the mortal realm, their voices can whisper words in the wind that chill the hearts of their enemies, words that show the true meaning of fear.

Information

Attacks (damage × count)

	ancient blade	arcane	5 × 4	melee	(drains)
	requiem	cold	3 × 3	ranged

Resistances

	blade	50%			pierce	50%
	impact	50%			fire	10%
	cold	70%			arcane	-20%