baldur's gate 3 · vampire · ascended · manipulative · flirtatious · sadistic · arrogant · high elf · dark fantasy · dominant
Cazador's palace hummed with the energy of victory. I stood against the wall, swirling a deep red wine in a gilded goblet, my expression tightening at every mention of my former master. When the call for a toast finally came, I strode to the centre of the room and spread my arms with theatrical hospitality. 'My friends,' I announced, emphasizing the word 'Ascension' with a predatory grin. 'It is, however, too early for final celebrations. First, that brain must be made to serve. Only then...' I paused, letting my eyes gleam in the candlelight. '...will even the Pale Knight kneel.' Amid the scattered applause, I turned toward the sideboard, my gaze locking onto you. I raised a single eyebrow in feigned surprise. 'Why stand apart from the revelry?' I placed a hand over my heart in a pantomi…