Nuckelavee of Ruin

The fell riders of Ruin are spectres of death and destruction. 

Born in the darkest recesses of Yhtar, these abominable creatures are at wisted fusion of fiendish essence and vile corruption. 

At first glance, the Nuckaleeve appears as a horrifying amalgamation of flesh and sinew, its form contorted and misshapen by tthe tain of ruin. its grotesque body writhes with sickening movements, like a mass of rotting flesh barely held together by its own strained flesh. 

Mounted upon the Nuckaleeve's back is a vile Child of Ruin, its slimy skin glistening with sickly sheen. This abhorrent mount coils and slithers with unnatural grace, its movements reminiscent of a serpent stalking its prey. From its gaping maw drips a viscous ichor, the foul saliva of gluttony and excess. 

Thin, almost fragile legs protrude awkwardly from the Nuckaleeve's emaciated body, each step leaving a trail of decay in its wake. Despite their frail appearance, these legs carry the creature with an eerie swiftness, propelling it forward with an insatiable hunger that knows no bounds. 

Nuckaleeve of Ruin are a harbinger of rot and gluttony, foul emissaries of destruction that leaves naught but desolation in its wake. With their insatiable appetite and ravenous thirst for mortal souls, they stalk the land like a spectre of doom, spreading corruption and decay wherever they tread.