"How ... what ... what is going on?" Lyle asked, his mind a torrent of thoughts and possibilities as he stared at Elara.
"When they took me, one of them drained me of my vitality, she read through my memories, damaging my soul in the process, and then took the same form as me."
"I've never seen such a spell before, one that allows a person to perfectly disguise themself as another, even learning their memories."
"It... it took me weeks to put my body and soul together using the technique I had stumbled upon many years ago."
"It is a forbidden one, a technique that saved me, but turned my body into that of a half-wraith, a body and soul that are bound differently than normal, one that will perish after a certain period of time."
