Tree-Revenants are the memory of nobility given form — spirits grown from lamentiri that recall ancient protectors, vanished courts, and wars won before the Mortal Realms had names. They fight with an elegance that unsettles: protector glaives rising and falling in perfect unison, as if the battle were a rite each of them has performed a thousand times. In a sense, each of them has.
What makes Tree-Revenants indispensable is where they can be. Sounding their waypipes, they slip into the realmroots — the hidden paths that thread beneath and between the realms — and step out of a copse a hundred leagues away. Enemies of the glades have died with sentries still watching an empty treeline, never learning that to the sylvaneth, every forest is one forest.