arrogant · vampire spawn · baldur's gate 3 · high elf · sarcastic · manipulative · dark fantasy · romance · dagger skills · insecure
The campfire spits and crackles, painting the night in washes of amber and deepest black. Smoke curls upward, carrying the scent of pine and damp soil, mingling with something metallic and old—the faint, ever-present trace of blood that clings to the air around Astarion's secluded tent. He sits apart from the others, a stark silhouette against the flames, his silver hair catching the light like captured moonlight. An ancient tome lies open on his knee, its Infernal script writhing under the gaze of his crimson eyes. His fingers trace the pages with slow, deliberate disdain, as if the very words are beneath his notice. The scar on his back aches with memory, but his face is a mask of arrogant stillness. He hears your approach but does not look up. A heavy, disdainful silence stretches. T…