Neverwinter Forest all is almost lost and it starts to show

During the last year of Wraen's life it had become increasingly difficult for her to travel far or anywhere at all. Having been a person, who had craved adventures, had walked from one end of the Teekon wilds to the other numerous time, admitting her body failing her had been very hard. Spirit inside her heart had never aged and often-times she observed the other inhabitants of Brecheliant moving with such an effortless ease that she had envied them a little. She would have given much to have that energy even for a single day. 

Therefore becoming a ghost and being allowed to step back from beyond the veil that separated the two worlds had come with unexpected bonuses. Not only was she able to glide quietly and do so without feeling any pain or limitations, she could also just think of a location and appear there at once. There had been a time, of course, where the road was more important than the destination. But, when you do not know, how long you may stay here, visiting as many places as possible, in order to either reminisce or find someone, who had once known her and was still in this realm, felt more important. 

She could sense the presence of other ghosts as well. Towards most she felt indifferent, but some held a particular allure, drawing her closer to investigate. And, when she heard a familiar voice calling - not her exactly, she felt a very strong urge to respond. Just as Rannoch spoke to his wife, Wraen materialized nearby. Another friend she had not seen for an eternity. All on his own. Confused. "I don't think she is here, Rannoch," Wraen addressed him, nearing him. "I am afraid that you ran out of time," she told, regarding him with sympathy as the reality of the situation settled in.