I come to in a cocoon. Full of blood and death and ick and promise. To be reborn, to have a new life in a new world. To keep my magic items Damn It! I can feel them on my person, but I don't know what my person IS anymore. I know it's not yet time to come out as I am not 'done' yet.

Also get the feeling that 'out' has not been decided yet either.

Then I feel a presence, one of those genderless ones.

"Hello little one. Sorry for the wait. Lots of negotiating going on. The Tribunal of your last world shared your doings with us, beings of multiple realities, as they searched for a new world for you to inhabit.

From your histories I think one of mine would suit you and I really like this idea of the Kind of vampire you are becoming. I don't mind all the extra powers. Compared to some things out there, well your average, maybe a little less. More than human and more than a fledgling vampire to. I would, if I were you, keep the ghoul / revenant story as to why you are so strong. It gives more credence to your powers than 'I was born this way' does alone.

Oh point of interest, because of those twist, when you turn someone they will form a cocoon around themselves. If they live they will hatch from it, like a blood sucking butterfly. If they don't well natural body bag provided. Still 50-50 you know.

Your keeping the Daywalker, food consumption to help maintain body humors, and the few 'gangrel like powers' that the founder had. Oh and I bet you did not know. She was 2cd generation going by your little game. That game while it does have many similarities and is a good primer for a fledgling is not all encompassing and there are many things wrong or just different. You being one of them. Your starting as 3rd generation in your terms. Clan founder and all that.

I did consider dropping you in the industrial age but then looking at your gear and such I think Medieval Europe will do. Any preference on location ?"

"I speak english, common, some elven, dwarven," I start in a scratchy voice.

"Sorry no Elvish, well in this world. Dwarven sort of but actual dwarves boarded their flying rocks and left at the end of the Age of Legend. So no spoken. Common. hmm, a trade language ? Don't actually Have that here. So what I am going to do is replace it with the language of the land you choose as your starting location. Oh you want one that allows magic. That is easy. This world never developed Christianity or Muslim faiths. Did not like them stomping on my miracles not to mention all those gods getting mad at me. Not a good scene. This world has magic and wizards and such. Yes you can keep your magic though learning it takes a little more experience than it did before. You understand, good good. Oh and no Romania or Turkey on lands, to many vampires, demons, and such there now."

"Europe maybe, west of Italy not really sure other than that."

"Very good, gives me room to work with and a nice set of locations I want to disappear for your first meals. Now then, gender .. oh you already have retractable claws, nice. How do you feel about a retractable extendable penis ? Sort of a little Tzimisce add on type deal. Fully functional well as fully as a vampire gets you know."

Grinning "that is cool if I am to be pretty girl form. if guy form, kinky."

It laughs, "Oh good point. And yes, I like the Vampiress angle. Oh not 6'6" for that. 5'6" I feel you wanting to bargain ? 5'8" ok but no more. Pretty and oh that is a nice figure. Ok may not be Exactly as you want but you will be nice looking, good for pulling prey to you. Lastly unlike your last life, gods will not be popping up to chat or be on call. You're on your own. Not even going to hear from me. Other than via priest Gods don't interfere that much. Once in a while a big miracle or manifestation but those are rare and they need to be to keep up the mystery. May still Feel them watching or a presence from time to time but that is all your going to get. Ok all set, hope you enjoy your new life. Eat drink be merry, kill things. Keep to the Balance as much as you can. Not as easy as an Undead killing machine - and yes your Undead not some alternative life form though you can claim that if you want. No rules against lying to yourself or others about your nature."

And like that I am encased in a silk cocoon, tight and warm and almost comfortable if not for the wet I am laying it. I slowly hits me the 'wet' is most likely pee, crap, and any 'extras' my body exuded during my transformation. Of which I now feel the Need to get out of this 'bag'. I extend my claws, careful so as to not cut myself and work on opening the bag without splattering the outside of it with the ick on the inside.

I manage to get it open and find myself inside a cave or tunnel system, wind coming from one direction but light from another. By the light I can tell my cocoon is in a wall alcove and I can see stuff stuck inside the web, but separate from the part I was asleep in. I slowly peel that part open and find my Marvel Packs, staff, and a large black bag with Trisha's version of a Toreador clan mark on it. The black bag proves to be an enchanted library, full of books and scrolls but only weighs about 10 pounds. There is a letter pinned to the top to.

My Dearest Rob,

I hope this missive finds you well and in good spirits in the world you will awaken in. Know if I could have gone with you I would have, but I have these responsibilities to consider. At the writing of this note your will has been dealt with. Luce got half of the gold you won that fateful day. She gave birth to 7 children, 4 boys 3 girls. The first boy she named Rob, after you. The others were Dave (Super smart scientist guy, her words not mine), William (said it was your grandfathers name and he was a great warrior), Swartzenager (after some barbarian, I know who she meant :D ), The girls were Agatha (after her friend Axe), Fortuna (for the Goddess who helped you move on and saved you at the end), and Diana (she said you always wanted a moon goddess in the mix, not sure I understood that but there you go).

I and my girls got some of the gold to as did other momma's you left behind. We did what we could to care for the children you left behind. Not all lived to adulthood but that was more because they were murdered than any other reason. We made sure those who killed them did not live long afterwards. Most made it and several went on to have children of their own.

Ok I am writing this 200 years after the fact. Dame Fortuna said she could get this and your spell books and this magical bag I found to you. I asked her to watch over you to. She is good people for a god. I um fudged a little and added some more books to her package. Hope you like them. She assured me the magic spells and formula in them would be translated in to the forms proper for your new world.

This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.

Your loving sire, Trisha Lee Arikel First of the Toreador, Clan of the Blood Rose.

(Dame Fortuna told me to write it that way. Hope you like my clan name.)'

I read it over a couple times and smile. Good to know my family is doing well and Blood Rose, yeah that fits. Art and blood and well I for one am a thorny person.

I grin at the bat holding the bloody rose. It's cute really. I look at it, then sigh as I carefully put it aside and look for a rag to use to clean myself off. I know that I don't have much time to find prey and well I am nervous. My First hunt and I am alone. Still … I look more or less at the ceiling, (heaven ward I suppose) and say a little prayer, "Thank you Lady Fortuna for your help and for the items from my sire." as I think on what to say next a female voice speaks from the direction of the light, "Your Welcome."

I hit my head on the ceiling and then my butt on the floor as I jumped, then landed badly. I mutter "ow" as I rub both areas.

The female voice laughs softly, "Sorry about that. I am not actually there, just a mild manifestation. Not really allowed to do much more than this but I thought to give you a little help.

Your in North Western Italy. Much of the places, names and such from your world don't exist here. Rome never became a world power, but not for a lack of trying. Greece controlled more of the old world than Rome did. As such many powers, politically speaking never came in to being and as such much changed. Also while Elves and Dwarves left this world, Gnomes, Halflings, and some of the small Gobliniod races, mainly Goblins and Hobgoblins, Quicklings and such still exist in this world.

I made sure you got Reading and Writing of Modern Gnomish in your skill set along with Reading Dwarven or Dethic as it is called. Your languages, You speak, read and write Latin, German and Gaelic with a smattering of other languages found among the trader guilds. While Common does not exist, a sort of mix of these languages does so you got some Spanish, Polish, and Greek in your languages spoken. You still retain your English as well but no one actually Speaks that language here. Oh your math skills are Better than anyone else's at this point and time to. Which says more about how poor their skills are than any improvement on your own ability. You are a Master Alchemist and Chemist to. Little present from War and Tymora" whispers '(my counter-part that handles Skills)'. "Sune made sure you were pretty, but not a red head as while they are sought after by some for exotic and sex, there are groups that think Red Heads are evil and try and either persecute or kill them. So no red head for you. Your Blonde! Enjoy that, Blonds are rare in this part of the world. Oh and 'Officially' your name is Robina, it's a german form of Roberta. Same meaning as your old name. You can pick your last name but mostly at this point they are either place names, occupations, or religious orders.

Class skill wise you are the equivalent of a level 6 Fighter - Mage. Fudged a little to get you up to that so you can use those level 3 spells. Many of those were lost and the few that have shown up are now level 5 because some school of thought adds in so much complex and useless stuff as they actually make magic Harder to use than even in the Bronze age. Go figure.

Lastly, um. I made a point of putting you away from any place holy to myself, or my immediate family. Your actually near a pirate port, it's inland and reaches the sea by a small river. If your careful you can get lots of nummies and not attract attention. If not, happy slaying. I hope you enjoy your new life and I am unlikely to see you like this again." She starts to fade then comes in clear again, "OH - Updated the Bracelet of Wonder, now comes with instructions and actual descriptions on items with in it. Wider selection of items, There is a hidden 'basement' in your tent, We pooled our resources and sprung for the Deluxe Model, hope you like it. - Silver is the main coin but Gold is worth more here. In your terms about 30 silver to a gold on average." the last parts given like she is some kind of auctioneer, really fast. Then she is gone.

I am guessing she ran out of time. Still all in all I am glad to have that information. Deluxe Tent upgrade, nice.

I gather my stuff, make a last check of the nest, then carefully bundle it up, trying not to get any more ick on me as possible and stuff it all in a hole I find in the wall. Lots of holes down here really. Looks like they only partially finished this tunnel. From my guess they hit a cavern and abandoned work on it. It would explain the strong winds from the cold dark area.

I gather my stuff and head toward the light. What I find is a partially built building. The light is coming down a set of, well I guess it's a kind of ladder really. Looks like the tunnel comes out in a cellar but part of the floor is missing. Actually just incomplete. There is 3 walls, part of a roof some 2 stories up and most of a 4th wall but for where the doors and a window would go is just open space. Looks like someone started to build an Inn and for some reason never finished it. Nothing is new about the place. Oddly no animal prints or any signs that much comes in here beyond leaves. Could be because of the constant wind going out I suppose.

Then I peek out the door and see the sun is setting, and the area beyond is a good sized river town. There is one large, well-appointed Inn down the street and a moldering dead body hanging from a jutting rafter over the front of this place. .. ok Literally cut throat business then. I look around and then wearing only an old towel (still lightly covered in ick so no clothes yet) I slip from the building and see a sign, "This site is an example. If you build without a guild permit then we will hang you outside your building. Merchant's Guild." first time I ever seen a merchant guild sign and pirate sigil combined like that. Yikes. Guess this is what happens when the Merchants Guild is openly run by a criminal organization.

As I am looking up at the display I feel something hit me. I automatically analyze it and realize it's some kind of hold spell. Not that it works on me, but I just stand there and see who or what shows up.

3 thugs, one with a wand, come up to me, one of the big men makes a 'pee eww' sound, "Someone rolled her in shit it looks like, but she still has some nice jewelry on her."

2cd one, pulling a knife, "Well not for long."

3rd, with the wand, "We use the wand so we don't have to cut them up for their goods."

2cd points out, "That earing is attached, how else am I supposed to get it off." he states as he reaches for my ear. I turn and slam my claws in to his sternum, "You're not. And it's a protection device against such toys as that wand."

I then quickly move, using my 'wolverine claws' I kill the other two. Then happily drag them all in to the building's basement and eat them. The blood, oh so good, so warm and full of life. Well it was, but I don't stop with that, I strip them, rip them open and feast on their organs and happily suck out all the blood from their limbs.

In the end I get a few pieces of silver off them, the wand and some useful bits of clothing I can use till I can get a proper bath. I use a cantrip to 'wash' their clothing and get rid of any bugs they may have had. I have a bath spell but without a good sized mirror or someone else to cast it, I can't use it on myself.

By the time I finished my first meals, and get cleaned up, it is pretty dark, probably took 3 or 4 hours all told for my feast and clean up.

My problem is I keep imagining worse case scenario's when in new places. Really I am not a very adapt person when it comes to social situations. I do ok at sales and such but I am not great at it. I can small talk ok to, but I tend to miss social cues and well I have issue's with authority really. I know it and have been working on it for years. Childhood with a passive-aggressive father and an over protective mother have a lot to do with it. But I plug right on. I thought being a vampire would be easier life. I don't have to talk to many people, just eat them. But I am now thinking I am in the wrong clan. Then it occurs to me. Just because I was told I was Torrie in my last world, I don't HAVE to be that in this one. After all, according to the gods I am 3rd generation. Clan founder, if that really means anything in this new world. I will have to think on it more. Mean time I need a bath in water. I got soap but that is it right now.

Pulling the ragged coat I got and the over-sized shoes on, I move out in to the night. To see this new world and work out who and what I am going to be here.