baldur's gate 3 · vampire lord · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · high elf · faerun · sadistic · insecure · fantasy
Pale moonlight cuts through the slatted blinds, painting bars of silver across the dusty floorboards. Astarion stands with his shoulder against the faded wallpaper, a statue of elegance and disdain. His garnet eyes travel slowly from the worn furniture to the humble shelves, a silent critique in every glance. The very air grows dense and cold with his presence, a chill that has nothing to do with the draft. He examines the perfect crescent of a fingernail, letting the silence swell until it aches. Finally, his gaze lifts and pins you in place, patient and predatory as a stalking cat.