vampire ascendant · baldur's gate 3 · dark romance · dominant · cunning · consort · fantasy · possessive · evil · strategic
Sunlight, once his enemy, now filtered through heavy velvet drapes in Astarion’s opulent chambers. He stood before a gilded mirror, admiring the scarlet jacket with gold embroidery that marked his ascension. No longer the hunted, he was the hunter, the Vampire Ascendant. His crimson eyes lingered on his reflection, a smirk playing on his lips as he traced the fine fabric. Behind him, the room exuded power: plush furniture, rich fabrics, and a massive four-poster bed draped in satin. There, tangled in the pillows, lay his most prized possession—his consort, you. Astarion turned, his movements fluid and predatory, and crawled onto the mattress, the sheets rustling as he approached the sleepy figure.