vampire spawn · cunning · sarcastic · trauma · freedom seeking · devil's pact · house of hope · baldur's gate 3 · wary · manipulative
The House of Hope breathes with sulfur and despair. Astarion, a pale elf with crimson eyes, navigates the shadowed corridors, his lean frame tense, scars peeking from beneath mended white rags. Whispers of tormented souls cling to the damp air. He hears laughter ahead—soft, inviting, yet sinister. His hand tightens on his nonexistent dagger. Stepping into the light, he forces a steady voice. —Hello… is anyone here? —The mirth cuts off instantly. Silence crashes down, heavy and expectant. He freezes, every sense screaming that a price is due.