You approach, as if drawn by a magnet. She puts her icy hand on yours.

"I admire your strength & stamina," she says. Her voice is like frozen velvet. "I would like to Embrace you. How would you like to become one of the Nourished? You can have twelve Blood Points & excellent celerity... what do you think?

hm. What to do?

Consent to a life of eternal undeath

Say, "uh, sorry"

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