Vice

Also known as sky stalkers, vice hang in the air like ghosts. They were elves who have undertaken an unholy transition to become beings that absorb the wind around them into themselves. It is so severe that normal elves can detect when they are close by because the air becomes deathly still. Vice are clothed in wrappings of their own hair which they have complete control over. They can move very quickly when they want to, and their hair tendrils can cut through metal and toss enemies aside. Even elf wizards fear them, as their mere presence prevents them from wind channeling which is the basis of any of their spells. If a group of vice happen to float towards your village, the best thing to do is scatter and hope they go after someone else. Much like my own feelings towards the nartel , elves loath the vice. Aside from being monstrous versions of themselves, their very existence is pollution. Elves are born knowing that the movement of the air is essential to life, that even terrifying storms and tornadoes serve a purpose. To the elves, vice are death incarnate.