"We've been working on that since we came into existence.  I know spells that will allow me to resort back to my human form or another form for stretches of time, but I have nothing to make it permenant or even to put us back to rest.  We've become almost immortal, constantly reraising in death and having to fight the Lich King's ever strengthening grasp."  Silven said almost regrettfully as they came close to a cottage deep in what appeared to be a lush forest.  The house was far from rotting, but it's location was so out of the way that no one would have possibly thought that it could have existed out here yet here it was.<br/><br/>Silven brought the saberfang close to it and dismounted before offering to help Anoria down from the mount.  "I'm a dark priest as you know, a priest given into the dark ways and near demonology.  I can still heal and use all my healing powers, but I have excess to the powers of the shadows and can weave a shadow like I can a thread."