Phantom Queen Sylvestry was once a beautiful women, but many thousands of years as a banshee, has left her lost to humanity. She is now a twisted image, of a once beautiful women, her skin, is grey and in some places, stripped to the bone, having rotted away from her face and arms. Her hair, is silver, and falling out in clumps, blood mixed into the strands, mats them together, and as she runs her talon like nails through it, it comes away with skin attached. Sylvestry, the banshee, is clad in a dark purple dress, bound tight at the torso with a corset of aged, black leather, her arms, are covered in bell sleeves showing only her upper arms and hands, her legs are hidden behind thick satin skirts, of matching purple. Ornate silver and gold jewelry adorn her body, worth more then any dragon's treasure horde. Upon her hip is what appears to be a broken staff, short in stature, but ornate and jeweled, covered in tarnished gold, this once beautiful staff, is pulsing with arcane power, so wild it would burn any who touch it, in her hand, she wilds the staff of life-hunt, and it is this item, that she stores the souls of the dead inside of, to channel the veil, and rip it open. It is this same scepter, that keeps her mottled body, and her mourning soul together, and it feeds upon her desire to be loved once more. Instinct: She searches the battlefields that crop up from time to time and dives into the tombs fo great heros, searching for her lost love, and she wont rest till she finds him.

• Soul Volley: A series of pale blue spheres fly towards the target, hitting multiple times, if the target is slain, it's soul is added to Sylvestry's arsenal.
• Whispers of the lost: Sylvestry lt's the souls she holds in her command whisper dark words to the target, forcing them to distrust their allies and target them for a normal attack
• Spectral Rend: Ripping open the veil sealing souls from this world, Sylvestry lets them pour out, damaging all enemies and silencing their magic.