_" ‘Neath skull-faced armor wrought from blackest iron, moonlight illumines milk white silk where men wear skin. The Aeles Shyr, ancient blood, come again on their Solstice Raid seizing meek and bold, young and old, poor souls damned to a fate unknown. Fight or fly, none escape, lest o’erhead Gutweeds drape. Night comes slow, but do not delay, grass above as grass below, hide and cower until morn’s glow."_ — Unknown Author, Old Folk Tales The Aelaes Shyr are a group of horrific monsters written into many old folklore stories. Stories say they would invade the towns and cities on the Summer and Winter Solstices to kill men and take slaves back to their homelands.