6" 1 5+ 1 While motionless, a Dryad can appear as some inert trunk twisted by many seasons’ growth – until their wooden talons begin clicking and their eyes flash with wrath. When at war, a copse of Dryads acts akin to a singular entity, each mind linked by the magic of their spirit-song.
Once, the Dryads sang whimsical and joyous choruses – their elder Branch Nymphs are renowned for their ability to revitalise entire woodlands. However, centuries of woe have seen the song of the Dryads darken. The wailing notes of the Forest Folk – laments of loss and profound anger – leave the foe fearful and disoriented. These songs also call upon the lands that the Dryads tend so carefully, summoning thickets of tanglevines to ward off enemy blows.
Though they will heed the wishes of a wargrove’s commander in the manner of the innately hierarchical Sylvaneth, Dryads are not soldiers – only killers. They are adept ambushers, slipping through dense wyldwoods to emerge where the foe least expects them. Then the Dryads begin their murderous work, talons lashing out with such fury that they can find purchase upon even the armour of Chaos. | ||
MELEE WEAPONS | Atk | Hit | Wnd | Rnd | Dmg | ||
Wracking Talons | |||||||
Wracking Talons | 2 | 4+ | 4+ | - | 1 |
Passive |
KEYWORDS | INFANTRY, CHAMPION |
ORDER, SYLVANETH |
The INFANTRY keyword is used in the following Sylvaneth warscrolls:
Critical hits have no effect on their own but often trigger additional effects (see 20.0 Weapon Abilities). | ||
Passive |
The CHAMPION keyword is used in the following Sylvaneth warscrolls: