Oh bold adventurer, I have been restless in the land of the dead. And I see before me such a delicious mortal, flush with life. I long for the touch of the living. Will you not give me your love, and your blood, and your sex, just for a while?

[She sits up, her tattooed body clearly visible behind the loose wrappings. Despite all of that about being dead, her breasts are moving a little with each breath.]