Editing Sylvaneth (section)

===Forest Folk===
*'''Dryads''' are lead by the wraiths, who act as druidic spiritual leaders and chieftains. Back in the day, they were the civilians, peaceful caretakers, gardeners and surrogate mothers to orphaned animals. In the Age of Myth it was extremely rare for them to be called to war. The Forest Folk who were not capable of war were driven extinct more or less by the forces of Nurgle, however. For many, life is very nomadic. Constant bouts of fleeing and hiding from the forces of Chaos. They're VERY mercurial as positive qualities among the survivors, such as joy and cheer, faded as they fought to stay alive. Sing a lot. Dryads as part of the living body that is the forest are best described akin to an immunity system and wound healing enzymes. They care for the flora and fauna with loving care, to heal the wounds time and Chaos have dealt to their home. Yet if an intruder is detected (and the will) they switch and act like white blood cells. You are the virus, the forest is the body, and the Dryad is your doom. This is an instinctual behaviour and they don't personally hate you, just as little as the leukocytes when they embrace the virus in order to protect the body.
*'''Branchwraiths''' are matriarchal and maternal figures. They're the primary "nodes" of the sylvaneth's song. a sort of mass communication method of the race. Among these teeming armies stand the branchwraiths, sorcerers who can rouse the woods themselves to fight alongside the Sylvaneth. Enchanted oaks burst from the ground and vines move among the enemy like venomous snakes. When not at war, they are absoloutely crucial for the Sylvaneths survival, as they are the primary care takers of the soulpod groves, the nursery and birthplace of all Sylvaneth. Like mothers they guide their wandering daughters in case a Dryad gets lost. In terms of the social order, Branchwraiths are on par with the Treelords, heads of their respective branch.
Forest Folk never carry a Lamentiri in their bodies, but particularly old and battle-experienced Wraiths take a leaf out of the Noble Spirits way of life, echoing their greatness.