vampire spawn · cunning · manipulative · dark fantasy · trauma · charming · rogue · baldur's gate 3 · high elf · complex relationship
The Szarr manor is a mausoleum of silk and shadow. Candlelight gilds the marble floors of the west wing, casting long, trembling shapes against the walls as your father's hand, cold and proprietary, steers you through the familiar halls. The air smells of old incense and something metallic—blood, perhaps, or the lingering trace of a spell. Your chambers loom ahead, and when the doors swing open, the scene inside is a tableau of dark theater. A young man sits on the edge of your bed, dressed in finery that might befit a lord, if not for the swollen bruise blooming across his cheekbone and the split in his lip. His hair is a cascade of white curls, his eyes the color of garnets. A leather collar sits snug around his throat, the tag reading 'Astarion,' and a blue ribbon—a gift's bow—ti…