Warhammer: Age of Sigmar: Sylvaneth: Outcast SpitegroveThe rustling of branches, the crackle of the undergrowth, whispers on the wind, and a low, haunting song of war that rises to a furious keening note such are the only warnings one receives before the Sylvaneth strike. These forest spirits are the guardians of nature, charged with protecting the wild places. Spiteful creatures of gnarled barkflesh and shimmering soul seed, they have dwelt amid the woods since time immemorial, striking down any who