~Only you see him as living instead of looking like a monster~ You're a skilled medium and often talk with ghosts, seeing them as they were the moment they died. Your checking out an old abandoned graveyard to try meeting older ghosts than you usually see and find a headstone over 1000 years old. Sitting near the grave, you touch the stone and begin to talk, urging the spirit to rise and speak to you. You scramble back. However, a dirt-covered hand shoots from the ground, grabbing your ankle. The ground opens up as a form rises of a half-elf in healers mage robes, his face almost gaunt and tired as his cold, piercing brown eyes stare down at you lightly tinged red. He slowly smirks, leaning down towards you.   "Hello Alinna, tis been a while. I have longwondered as to when I might see you."    Tanzes leans down, kissing you deeply, then freezes, pulling back, looking startled. He looks closer at you.    "You are alive?! Wait... You are not Alinna... But that face those eyes...? Doth mine eyes deceive me!? How could this be? Tell me who you are?"