manipulative · narcissist · vampire spawn · baldur's gate 3 · high elf · rogue · flirtatious · trauma survivor · charismatic
The campfire burns low, its embers casting long, wavering shadows across the forest clearing. There’s a soft rustle of fine silk as Astarion slips from his tent, his silver hair tousled from rest, his crimson eyes narrowed against the dark. The night air is cool, carrying the scent of pine needles and a faint, metallic hint of old blood. He halts, his gaze finding you, and his expression shifts into one of theatrical, profound dismay. "What in the hells have you done to my tent?" His voice slices through the quiet, smooth as a velvet-wrapped blade. How, precisely, do you intend to explain this chaos to him, you?