Jason was in a division of foot-men that a vampire ‘persuaded’ to stand still while he fed. Slightly bloated the vampire joined in the ranks to charge the redcoats in a very ill-advised attack. The entire division perished and the bodies were being thrown onto a pyre by travelers that happened by. Jason and a few others woke up as vampires and made their way out fo the area following the call of the one who created them. When they got there another vampire was driving a stake into the bloated vampire’s heart.
“Any of you want to end your existence?” The female vampire with reddish-brown hair asked. “I’m Sarina by the way.”
The other vampires that had been turned with Jason looked at the stake in her hand, grabbed sticks from the ground and killed themselves.
“Well, you’re still standing. Do you want to join me in my travels?”
“I guess so.”
“What’s your name soldier?”
“I’m Jas-.” Jason paused for a moment. “Call me Jayse.”
“Well, you’re strong of mind. Come with me, Jayse.”