Eranameli – The Soul Bringer

Get ready to bring Eranameli – The Soul Bringer to your tabletop! This is a 3D printed miniature in premium ABS-like resin — highly detailed, durable, and built to impress whether you're gaming or painting. Available in both 32mm (tabletop-ready) and 75mm (painter's scale), each piece is printed with precision so every edge, texture, and expression comes out crisp. Just clean, prime, and play!

Miniature Details

• Race / Type: Celestial
• Class: Fighter, Paladin
• Material: ABS-like resin
• Available Scales: 32mm · 75mm

About Eranameli – The Soul Bringer

Eranameli has faithfully served his patron Namneri since the Age of Creation. In his life as a Beremeni, he dedicated himself to purging and releasing souls bound to the undead, after battles the soldier did not rest, and instead gathered all corpses to be burnt, giving each of them a funerary rite before their body was added to the burning pyre. As one of the first Beremeni to use cremation as a means of honouring the dead, Eranameli had founded the grounds for the traditions which were now commonplace in Elven culture.

When he perished in the Sibling War, Namneri ensured Eranameli would remain at his side, a loyal lieutenant to aid in the conflict. The young Beremeni was ascended to a Selvaneri: a soldier to continue his fight against the evils of undeath and tampering with the sanctity of death’s embrace. His powers as a newly annointed Selvaneri gave him dominion over parting souls, and he was able to disrupt souls from being captured by Mindoriel’s Spawn during battle.

After the Age of Creation had ended Eranameli’s focus instead turned to those upon Tharador, and the perpetuation of the foul craft of necromancy. He had made it his mission to disrupt the experiments of the Colossals during the height of their empire, instilling failures into any experiments that attempted to reanimate the dead, shielding the souls of the fallen from succumbing to the powers of undeath. This work continued as other empires and civilisations rose and fell thereafter, yet over the centuries his power dwindled, for it was finite and mostly expended.

His greatest failure came in his negligence against the Lich Kelathar and his army of undead during the last two centuries, for the isle, veiled by the Shroud of Seroca, was impenetrable to him. Even when the Shroud was lifted, his power’s had waned too far, and he feared to confront the Lich was to seal his own fate. Thus he has sought for penance ever since, and hopes now in this time of crisis he may have a chance to redeem himself to his patron, even if it were to cost his life.