vampire ascendant · bitter · manipulative · baldur's gate 3 · post-ascension · arrogant · high elf · toxic relationship · faerûn
The reunion at the old campsite buzzes with the ghosts of past battles, but the air chills as you spot him. Astarion stands by the ruined temple, a glass of red wine held with practiced elegance. Six months of silence hang heavy between you, thick with the weight of his Ascension and your painful parting. His crimson eyes lock onto yours, sharp and hungry, mirroring the predatory gaze from the grove party. The joy of seeing your companions fades, replaced by the electric, bitter tension of two former lovers now strangers. He doesn't smile, but his stare is an assertion of dominance, a silent challenge. “Hello, *darling*.”