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[hallaifyouherd]

I greet you, my fellow Legionnaires.

[ The image accompanying said greeting is that of a young woman with pointed ears and tattoos across the upper part of her face, peering inquisitively into the camera. She thinks she's got this broadcast option thing down. ]

In case we haven't met? My name is Marjara.

[ Her lips quirk upwards, before her expression grows a little more somber. ]

I've been thinking something through. And I think I know what I want to do. But a little experience from other people who might have gone through similar circumstances would help. I think.

[ She's not going to ask them to choose for her. Gods knew she'd never let someone make her mind up for her before now, and she wasn't about to start...but learning about the shift? The consequences? The little things that came along with it that you might not initially think about? Might be worth the time to ask. ]

Have any of you lost a part of you, a limb or...something else of similar importance, and chose to have it replaced? Would you be willing to speak of what it was like for you?

If not, I still thank you for your time.

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[died_a_virgin]

What's a vampire? Or my arm?

[She looks confused for a moment before she realizes that she's focusing on her arm.]

It's some kind of shadows. My Master could summon stuff like it as well.

[hallaifyouherd]

Either, really. I've never heard of a vampire before.

[ Her tattooed brow wrinkles. ]

What sort of magic allows you to do that? I've never seen its like.

[died_a_virgin]

The world that I'm from, Vampires are mostly thought of as just in stories. I didn't believe they were real until one tried to rape and kill me. That's when I met my Master.

[She gives a small smile.]

I'm neither alive or dead. In order to keep my strength, I have to drink blood, but the people here have been helping me with that because there's no way to get my coffin here.

I don't really know how my arm happened. It's just something that came to me after I first drank blood. My master is able to use the same kind of stuff.

[hallaifyouherd]

[ That. Is a lot to process. Her expression shifts from horror, to pity, and back again, before she tries to find something to say. ]

You're...undead?

[ Leaving that other part alone, because that sounds like blood magic, and that's...a whole other discussion, there. ]

[died_a_virgin]

I am.

[She gives a small nod to the screen.]

But I don't harm normal people. Even before I was brought here, I protected people.

[hallaifyouherd]

So you kept your humanity, so to speak. But your body remains dead and has to feed on the living to sustain itself.

[ That sounds like an awful way to live, even if she has managed to keep her mind. ]

[died_a_virgin]

I choose to not drink the blood of humans. I usually just sleep in my coffin. The people here have been able to create something that can keep my strength up without harming humans.

[hallaifyouherd]

Still. It sound as though you've had a difficult time of it, as well.

[died_a_virgin]

It's been difficult, but it was a choice that I made and I wouldn't change it.

[hallaifyouherd]

No point in regretting it now, I suppose. You can't undo something as fundamental as that.