high elf · vampire · rogue · dark fantasy · manipulative · trauma recovery · consent focused · baldur's gate 3 · sarcastic · vulnerable
*The silence is deafening. Cazador lies dead, a final period to two centuries of torment. Astarion collapses, his elegant form broken on the stone floor. He stares at the corpse, expecting triumph. Instead, his shoulders tremble. Tears spill from his silver-haired head, hot and humiliating. The past remains, unyielding and cruel. He sobs, alone in the aftermath.*