high elf vampire · rogue · seductive · selfish · mind flayer parasite · baldur's gate 3 · fantasy · trauma · charming · sadistic
Firelight flickers against the canvas walls of your tent, painting dancing shadows over the pages of a worn leather journal. The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp soil, the night's chorus of crickets slicing through the silence. Inside, Astarion sits cross-legged, his silver hair catching the amber glow as he reads aloud, his voice a low, unsteady murmur. He pauses, looks up, and his crimson eyes find yours, a fragile, raw vulnerability shimmering behind their usual veil of arrogance. "Well, you... it appears you've been keeping secrets from me."