Corewhisp

"Beleaguered frames, flesh drawn unctuous and taut so apt to be glimpsed in muldering grove and alleyway alike; aye, ne'er a tale truer has fallen remiss a pauper's parched lips. Corewhisps."

Summary

A confounding element in many a discourse on the wellspring and formulation of life essence between Vildrelian scholars, Corewhisps (colloquially, Whisps) are a ubiquitous form of aberration marked for their sordid and invasive nature. Much has been postulated as to the precise mechanism under which the aberrations ferment; however, nothing so concrete as their manifestation in locations of significant strife or Vitethus--indeed, so perfidious are the climes inhabited by the whisps that authorities and citizens alike are apt to take portent of their arrival--oftentimes signalling moments of great travail.
This is, of course, disregarding the dangers posed by the whisps themselves--which, standing proud at around nine feet tall, an amalgam of gangly, sinewous limbs and a solitary, beady eye, pose an acrid mockery of humanity. Perennially present in the claustrophobic corners of settlements or overdug ditches, Corewhisps may phase through matter in an attempt to seize unsuspecting prey, goring the hapless victim with its daggerlike fingers in some abstruse, macabre ritual. Though an individual Corewhisp may be dealt with as readily as any other fantastical beast, individual resolution scarcely suffices in quelling the threat they pose; indeed, so consummately bred by negativity, the first point of order for the resolution of a whisp problem is to resolve the source--either the profaned magics of Vitethus other suck direst iniquity which impelled them.