Kaerishiel introduces the PCs to Girseal as a friend of the Shin’Rakorath and the most skilled necromancer in the Mierani Forest. The wizard manages to nod in acknowledgment, but soon after departs without explanation, going to the tent housing the drow bodies chosen for his spell. Kaerishiel sighs in exasperation, then tells you that one of Girseal’s areas of mastery concerns the ‘recycling’ of spent flesh, of finding new ways to utilize the bodies of the dead in methods not involving undeath. One such experimental spell he developed is recorporeal incarnation, a spell that disguises living creatures with the flesh of the recently dead.
Following Girseal to the tent with the dead drow you see a number of drow bodies laid out. Each body chosen for its all chosen for their attractiveness and relatively whole condition.
“Girseal, what does your recorporeal incarnation spell do?” Murgash asks.
“It imbricates mortal physicality with a cadaveric corporeity.”
“Ahh.. in common what does that mean?” Murgash asks somewhat confused.
“The spell disguises your mortal form, overlaying it with that of a corpse. Do pay attention. You say you are a spellcaster?”
“What happens to my body?” Sofia asks concerned.
“Nothing permanent. Your flesh and features are overborne by those of a cadaver. You are still you, but rather than animating your flesh, your bones, muscles, tissues, and mind now support a different, though recently deceased, form.”
“Not permanent, then how long does it last?” Kaer inquires.
“The magic possesses limited permanency. It’s tied to a focus item that, if compromised, releases the binding incantations, dispelling the effect. Should the focus persevere, it retains the spell’s power for approximately thirteen weeks.”
“Can the drow detect the spell?” Amelia asks.
“Of course. But not by traditional methods. The spell’s effects on a subject are momentary and the magic swiftly fades. Instead, the ongoing incarnations linger in the focus item. While these necromantic effects might be detected by any novice, Kaerishiel informs me that the trinkets he’s providing as focus items hold their own magic, which the drow will most likely overlook.”
“Most likely overlook? How likely to be overlooked?” Amelia wonders.
“Squeamish already? Had Kaerishiel none better suited to this task?”
“So, what methods can detect it?” Murgash asks
“Although nourished and motivated by your body, your flesh is technically a corpse. Spells distinguishing the walking dead will detect you, though all physical examinations will reveal your mortality. It’s a flaw of the arcana that I’m still perfecting.”
“What happens when the spell ends?” Amelia’s familiar pipes up in a rocky voice.
“The spell ends. The corpse flesh loses pliancy and ages rapidly, shedding from your frame as your natural form resolidifies. It’s a quick and painless transition, though somewhat messy. You’ll probably need to bathe once it’s done.”