Perhaps the most bizarre vessels in the Ahmunite fleet, these diminutive vessels would be overlooked were it not for the ominous energy crackling around them, emitting thrumming waves of power from Jewels of Shobik, inserted within a spinning armillary. This esoteric arrangement is the prison of an enraged Djinn, who craves no less than souls to ease his suffering. This rippling field of magical power causes the nearby enemy to feel the toll of years upon them. Wooden hulls begin to rot, cannons start to rust, and men grow weak and wrinkled with old age. Those who succumb to this warping power have their souls sucked form their bodies, only to lend power to the High Priests’ spells. Thus do the Soul Hunters visit the curse of their dead people upon the living.