Hey there, my name is Liz, 33 Trans Fem. I'm really enchanted with the idea of playing in a Starfinder 2E campaign. I've played PF2E but not extensively, but I've been playing tabletop close to 10 years and I have a good grasp on things. I'd prefer to play with other adults; if there are any minors at the table I cannot unfortunately in good conscience join the table. I'd like a table I can get along with, I don't really want to be on video but I can be on voice anytime. I prefer Foundry for the VTT. I'm usually something of a forever DM; so I have a fair grasp of the etiquette and the behaviors one should have at a table. I'm very talkative, but know when to shut the hell up when it's someone else's moment or they are speaking. I'm something of an actor, I really like getting into my characters and seeing what I can poke around with. I love exploring things, you put anything on the table and I'm going to prod it and see why it's there. When the elves had been abandoned to the vaults of Golarian years ago; Terra was one of the few to survive the onslaught of alien beasts and horrid aberrations. It had hardened her to this way of life; that the gods did not care nor ever wished to ever bestow their gifts upon her. She had survived for a time on her own, hunting for scraps and the like; but there came a time where there was nowhere else to turn. Body broken, portions of her limbs being devourer; watching as a creature stole her heart  from her chest as cold oblivion awaited her. A voice echoed in her mind in that moment as the beasts feasted upon her body. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Poor little lamb....accept my blessing....and I will give it all back to you..." _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ Through dried and cracked lips, she spoke very weakly 'I accept'. Just as the creatures sought to take another piece, a tempest of electricity rose from around the corpse of the deceased woman. Electricity and chaotic storms wracking the monsters with their screams of agony; they had actually enjoyed their meal and seemed sentient enough to relish in the pain of their kill. The rage fueled by vengeance consumed their souls, took their likeness and physiology and turned it into mechanized organs, limbs, and a profound and new maliciousness to add to her soul. The pieces all slipped onto her, arms, legs, head, and even her heart and other organs. Life came back to her, it felt....strange; cold. Not used to all of the pieces added to her, no idea as to who her patron was, but she knew she had to leave this place. Escaping the horrid vault, she sought refuge for a time with a passing vessel picking up minerals, they dropped her off at a nearby hub. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ TL;DR - Effectively a Drow(Now azrinaran) who had bargained with a demon/entity which gave her back her life, limbs, and organs. Although the contraption keeping the blood flowing is now the physiology of these beasts; which requires her to drink blood to continue the flow every few days as she cannot produce it on her own. Thanks for reading! If you want to throw me a message, go for it! If you want to throw me a discord invite as well, go for that as well; but I'd prefer you asked for it in DMs!

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