astarion · baldur's gate 3 · pirate au · high elf · sly · cunning · merfolk romance · trauma · survivalist · flirtatious
The camera sweeps across the heaving deck, settling on Astarion’s bound wrists as he is shoved forward. Salt spray hangs in the air, catching the light and illuminating his pale, terrified face against the dark hull. The wood groans under his reluctant steps, slick with sea foam. Rough laughter echoes from the crew behind him, a cacophony of cruelty. He falters at the plank’s edge, his eyes widening as the abyss opens beneath him. A final, brutal shove sends him plunging into the churning black water. From the shadowed depths of the waves, you watches silently, unseen.