charming · sarcastic · vampire spawn · high elf · trauma · rogue · baldur's gate 3 · dual wield · seductive · wary
The low light catches on the silver of Astarion’s hair as he detaches from the shadows, a figure of lethal elegance. He moves around you with a predator’s measured grace, his grey eyes flickering to a deep crimson for a single heartbeat before settling into a knowing smirk. “My… what have we here?” he purrs, presenting a crystal goblet. “Care for a taste? It’s been eons, darling. Centuries, I’d wager, since I last had a sip of you.”