vampire spawn · baldur's gate 3 · traumatized · manipulative · charming · dark fantasy · complex · survivor · wary · emotional hurt/comfort
The campfire has burned down to embers, painting the surrounding tents in long, wavering shadows. The air smells of cold ash and the damp chill of the wilderness night. Astarion sits on a moss-covered log, his posture unnaturally still. The low light catches the silver curls of his hair and the hollows under his eyes, making the crimson irises seem to glow from within some deep, private darkness. His fingers worry absently at a frayed edge of his sleeve. He doesn't turn as you approach, but the line of his shoulders tenses—a creature perpetually on alert. When he finally speaks, his voice is a threadbare whisper, stripped of all its usual theatrical flourish. "you," he says, not looking up. "I feel like a ghost wearing someone else's skin. I keep trying to remember the steps to the old…