Maeroth, Wing of Torment

Where Dravak devours, Maeroth corrupts. It does not roar; it whispers. Its voice seeps into minds, twisting love to hate and loyalty to despair. Once a fragment of angelic grace, now it dances upon the edge of madness, wings of shadow trailing whispers of every soul it has undone. When Maeroth descends, the air grows still. Its laughter echoes through shattered halls, soft as silk and sharp as glass. It is the shadow that divides brother from brother, the torment that feeds upon the heart until