[!] Within the late hours of the night, a letter is published upon the notice board of the Spire. It is left untitled. [!]
Dear the Citizens of the Spire,
I am sure that there are some of you who have been wondering why I have been reclusive as of recently. I know this because I have personally heard these questions. I am writing this of as sound mind as I am able to to answer these questions and to provide warning to all those who call the Spire home. About four weeks ago I went missing upon a routine culling of necrophages East of the Spire. I was sent in alone, which in hindsight was a poor decision. The culling was successful, but this is where my memory becomes unreliable.
What I know for certain is that I was captured by a cult of vampires. I was tortured beyond what any mortal should experience both physically and psychologically. My family blade was corrupted, forced to fight using it without hope of victory. I was turned against my will and made to take the life of a man I know not even the name of. I must make this as clear as I possibly can, this is a curse. This is not a boon, this is not a blessing, this is the greatest shame one can possibly possess. There is now blood upon my hands that will never be able to be washed away, the stains of such will always remain.
Since this curse has befallen me, I have been working to uncover every secret that it holds. The findings of such I have been providing to the Hermetic Assembly as well as the Order of Winged Rest as to further other’s individual research into a cure. If there are any who seek answers on the subject, you are free to preferably write a letter or seek me out. I will attempt to answer questions to the best of my ability. I will not and cannot rest until a cure can be found. I fully understand the distrust to those who hold such a curse and do not blame any who are wary. You should be wary and distrustful, vampirism is a curse of excess and greed; one that can force a compulsion to take the lives of even those you hold dear to you.
I will not judge nor shame those who would offer aid to those who have similarly been cursed against their will. That being said, do not offer me your blood for I will refuse such. It is not simply the act of blood letting as memories, emotions, and life are stolen from the one who is being fed upon. This curse has forced me to take the life of someone I will never know and I refuse to let it take another. To those who did not choose this, know that there are many who seek a way to break this curse and the pain you felt is understood. Although for some of you the deepest depths of the Nocturne await you and should any line be crossed I will personally send you there. You know exactly who you are because I know exactly who you are.
Remain cautious, keep a distance from any and all vampires you encounter, remain in groups, carry at least a silver dagger, and may the Fables grant you their protection.
Signed,Fukurō
OOC Note:
Spoiler
If there is anyone who wishes to hunt or engage in conflict rp, reach out to me first so we can figure out a way that the story can be told in a satisfying way. I'll be open to discussing it, but I cannot not guarantee anything. I still have a story I want to tell with this, one that is primarily focused on getting a cure. PC conflict is not my goal or wish here as I absolutely loathe it. That is all.
