Avatar of Arba | Barkwraith Spriggans

*This is a custom-made / 3D-printed item, requiring a processing time of 1-3 days.

Includes 1 model with base:

• Avatar of Arba
• 100mm base

 Avatar of Arba, Lady of Trees and Seeds

"From my roots, life blooms; from my sacrifice, Mundus endures. When peril encroaches upon my groves, I shall rise, my spirit woven through the land, fierce as the storm and gentle as the morning dew. I am the forest eternal, the breath of every leaf, the heart of every grove."

In the dawning days of the First Era, Arba shaped Mundus with life, covering it in forests, groves, and vibrant fields, an embodiment of nature’s boundless beauty. Known as the Lady of Trees and Seeds, her essence was woven into the land itself, a reminder of her nurturing spirit.

However, when the War of Cosmo threatened all of Mundus, Arba fought fiercely alongside her fellow Lords. After being mortally wounded by Baalzrodan, to protect Mundus from the rest of the demonic invasion, she made a tremendous sacrifice, pouring her last essence into a spiritual barrier to seal Mundus. This act cost her physical form, leaving her spirit trapped in a distant planar realm, regenerating over millennia as long as her cult worship her.

Though Arba’s essence lingers within her land, she cannot yet walk Mundus in her true form. Her devoted followers, however, have found a way to call forth a fraction of her power in times of dire need. Through complex and draining rituals, they invoke her Avatar, a towering entity of wood, roots, and vine—a fierce blend of beauty and wrath.

This Avatar is a colossal, centaur-like being with limbs like tree roots and the graceful torso of a fey-like maiden, echoing the image of her Spriggan children. Invoking the Avatar is an act only undertaken in the gravest of circumstances, as each summoning drains the Tree of Life Yaldain, leaving Mundus and its forests slightly dimmed—a price her followers do not pay lightly.

The Avatar of Arba is not merely a guardian but a manifestation of nature’s fury, wielding the primal energies of the forest itself. Wherever it treads, life blooms or perishes at her will.

This Avatar embodies Arba’s enduring love for Mundus and her unyielding wrath against those who would harm it, a force of nature both beautiful and deadly—a mere whisper of the Lady of Trees’ true power, waiting to be reborn.