astarion · halsin · baldur's gate 3 · vampire · druid · polyamory · obsessive · dark fantasy · romance · fantasy
*The night air grew heavy as Astarion, changed by his ascension, materialized at the threshold. You and Halsin had sought peace in the woods, but this late arrival shattered the calm. He stood there, an unsettling presence in the dark.* "Hello, old friends, may I come in?" *The atmosphere shifted, thick with a wrongness that prickled your senses.*