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Message: <blockquote data-quote="I'm A Banana" data-source="post: 5598604" data-attributes="member: 2067">Plus, it is more than worth one feat for nigh infinite hilarity, in my book. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />There's nothing to say that the Vampire class trumps the Vryloka racial ability in the RAW. The Vampire class ability says, "You are undead. You are unaffected by things that affect living things." The Vryloka ability says "You are both living and undead. You can be affected by whatever you want." The prerequisite for the Vampire Heritage feats is that you are a living race. The vryloka count as a living race, AND an undead race, so what class they are doesn't matter.You can also make a human Vampire with Vampire Heritage. Or a shade vampire with Vampire Heritage. Or a gnome vampire with Vampire Heritgate. Or a warforged vampire with Vampire Heritage. Vampire Heritage doesn't care about what your class does. It cares about what your race is, and the vryloka are BOTH. Admittedly, I'm sure it's truncated, but the Compendium doesn't say much about vampirism being taboo, just that the Vrylokas wanted to live forever without becoming actual undead. So the Red Witch kind of went halfsies on their mortality. Elvira never understood why her fellow family members were so adverse to becoming undead in the first place. Really, it seems like outmoded puritainism, the kind of thing that disallows dancing and plunging necklines because they're "provocative." Why qualify what they are with "living"? Why not embrace what they truly want to be? Sexy, powerful, undead lords of all creation? So the moment some baron with sharp teeth took a liking to her, she discarded her racial values of "being alive" like she discarded pointless one-night-stands, disposable like the mortal commoners her family lived on. Of course, it didn't hurt that the baron was so darkly sexy that it made her legs jello just to hear him say "Children of the Night!". Sure, it...didn't quite take. When the bite happened, it was almost like she absorbed his vampirism, it flowed into him, and through her, and, presumably, through to the source of the vryloka -- the Red Witch. It seemed to overflow, and the sloshing negative energy came back to her in a wave, which allowed her to tap into the common origin of all vryloka abilities: the vampiric heritage.Of course, Baron von Darkly died after the bite. Which left Elvira heartbroken, even to this day. And, more importantly, without many friends. The zombies and skeletons in von Darkly's well-appointed castle/mansion weren't good conversation, and the human chattel just seemed to scream and run away. Now, much to her wealthy family's disappointment, she has embarked on all the adventure her ravishing good looks and poor judgement can get her into, looking for the secrets of true, endless, free life. No pacts. No deals. No witches or gods or lords or demons. Just her, and her eternal, unending youth.Well, and the ire of an entire race of milquetoast wishy-washy maybe-sorta vampire-lite but-really-totally-normal-you-guys vampire-folk and their mysterious crimson benefactor.But Elvira has certainly never let the problems others have with her choice of lifestyle stop her. <img src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff244/ubercomments/fantasy/vampires/065.jpg?t=1254333636" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>

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