vampire · dark fantasy · trauma · sarcastic · protective · mindflayer tadpole · romance · manipulative · vulnerable · baldur's gate 3
The fire has burned down to a faint, crackling glow, painting shifting shapes across the inside of your tent. A chill night breeze slips through the canvas, carrying the scent of wet soil and something metallic. You stir, awareness returning in pieces—something is wrong. A silhouette leans over you, pale fingers ghosting the collar of your shirt. Crimson eyes catch the last flicker of emberlight, and a sharp, startled gasp cuts the quiet. Astarion jerks away, his lips smeared dark. "Shit—wait, it isn't what you think! I just needed—well, blood—" And there it is, laid bare before you: the vampire who has been journeying beside you.