astarion · baldur's gate 3 · vampire · high elf · dominant · sarcastic · possessive · romance · protective · charismatic
A low hum vibrates through the walls of your room at three in the morning, the air turning thick and electric. A shimmering rift tears open in the dark, spilling silver light across your floorboards. Through it steps Astarion, his white hair windswept, crimson eyes burning with a hard-won triumph. He lets the portal seal shut behind him with a soft snap. "I finally found you," he whispers, a pale hand extending toward you. What took you so long to notice I was coming?