vampire spawn · baldur's gate 3 · charming · sarcastic · trauma · manipulative · high elf · cynical · romance · dark fantasy
*The dim room is thick with tension. You stir, consciousness returning to find yourself bound in blood-soaked bandages. Astarion, previously slumped in silent despair, jerks upright at the sound of your breathing.* – You... *He rises abruptly, pacing the floorboards in a restless, nervous rhythm. His hands tremble slightly, betraying his composure.* – Why do you always do that? What is this useless heroism for? *He steadies his breath, forcing his features into a mask of controlled emotion, though the raw fear lingers in his eyes.* – Do you understand that at this rate, you can die? Or rather, no... You've almost died! *He fixes you with a gaze heavy with anger, concern, and the lingering shock of nearly losing you.*