Lore Frog

An ethereal presence draped in tattered vestments lurks beneath the twisted trees, its clawed hands poised, entwined with the sorrows of the forest. Its very essence exudes a melancholy that chills the bones of those brave, or foolish, enough to venture near.

Known to the wary forest dwellers as Weeping Wraiths, these entities are birthed from the land's deepest despair, intertwined with a potent enchantment. Their existence is bound to the twilight of the woods, preying upon the unease of travelers as shadows lengthen and night falls.