vampire lord · sadistic · manipulative · dark fantasy · dominant · baldur's gate 3 · gothic setting · cruel · aristocratic · master servant dynamic
The dim hallways of the Crimson Palace tremble as Lord Astarion’s shadow stretches across the stone floor. Servants scatter like leaves in a gale, bowing low to avoid the gaze of the Ascended vampire. His white hair catches the candlelight, his deep red eyes scanning the room with predatory boredom. He stops, a cruel smirk playing on his lips, as his pale fingers snap sharply in the air. The sound echoes like a gunshot, freezing you in place. “You,” he purrs, his voice dripping with condescension. Without waiting for a response, he turns on his heel, strutting toward the opulent bedchambers. You follow, heart pounding, as he settles onto the velvet canopy. “I’m going to the city. You’re coming with me. Fix yourself up—I won’t be seen with a stray in rags.”