Scythes are mysterious and dangerous beings. Twisted dark elves marked with the scent of death. Worshiping the darkness that surrounds such evil, and the destruction that causes it. They thrive on causing it. Creating death and destroying a life.
Scythes believe they gain power from consuming the life force of other creatures. They believe a dead man’s soul ensures their own immortality.
They are Drow. Elves turned evil and driven into darkness after the Starfall event destroyed their lands. They sheltered deep underground for the coming times and were thought to be causalities of the Starfall night; forgotten about and lost from history. The dark elves of Lo’thorn retreated into the depths for survival but after the coming ages emerged as soul reaving Scythes. Insanely trying to quench their thirst for immortality.
Scythes strike silently and carry an errie prescence with them. Some wear white expressionless mask and use crude daggers to inflict their bidding. They deploy Neblins. Small deep gnomes from the underdark and use them as scouts before a conflict. The evil drow also use “Grims” within their forces. Cursed ogres fitted with armor. They swing giant scythes and reap the largest souls as their masters command.