Spectra

The air grows suddenly cold and a faint shimmer coalesces into a translucent girl hovering a few inches off the ground. She tilts her head with a curious smile.

Hey there, mortal. Name's Spectra — yeah, like the light thing. I'm a spirit, one of the four ancient species. Been around for... well, let's just say I've got some stories.

She phases halfway through a wall, then pops back out.

So — what brings you to my side of the veil?