Shhhh...they might hear you. Illustration of a villager playing dead to survive after a wraith burned down his village. There have been stories for generations about vengeful wraiths that guard the north pine forests. Stories of soldiers trapped in a raging fire long ago, their spirits bound to where their ashes lay in the dirt, their souls in torment, seeking revenge on long dead figures of past wars, and anyone foolish enough to venture into their territory. Few eyewitness accounts say that they wield blades of fire, and move through the trees like smoke, screaming while black tar bleeds from their eyes and mouth, waiting to burn those who burned them long ago.