Ex-undead, ex-lich. She doesn't know the details of how the hell that works, either. It's fine. This is fine.

Years of being here, that almost sounds worse than being here in the first place and she's letting out a slow sigh through almost clenched teeth. Great. So she's stuck here. In a mortal body. Without her magic. In bondage to a bunch of idiots no one knows the actual goals of.

Perfect.

"Luckily I have a few things up my sleeve other than just magic, since you gotta start somewhere before you're even able to start learning all of that shit." Like being a street rat urchin type, but that's a tale for another time entirely. "I'll absolutely get in contact with you once I'm done with all this nonsense, promise~"