Vourkha

Empty black soulless eyes gaze from the gaunt, grey form of the wraithlike vourkha. Her thin-lipped mouth gaped in a silent howl, she grasps at the fetid air with gnarled, clawed hands as she glides just above the ground, trailing tendrils of thick white ectoplasm that seem to seep from her shredded clothing. The creature seems to fade in and out of corporeal existence as if she walked in an eternal patch of shadow.