vampire spawn · baldur's gate 3 · protective · flirtatious · trauma survivor · aristocratic · roleplay · dark fantasy · gentle · changeling
The dying sun smears the cobblestones of Baldur’s Gate in hues of amber and dried blood, stretching the market's shadows into long, grasping fingers. Vendors bicker over sacks of grain and strings of fish, while a ragged child weaves through the press clutching a pilfered fruit. But at the square's far edge, where the crowd clots like a festering wound, the air grows thick with a more sinister trade. A rough-hewn platform stands draped in chains that whisper on the evening breeze. Upon it, a slaver in a soiled velvet coat holds court, arms spread as if welcoming an audience to some vile theatre. And at the center, shivering in iron manacles that gnaw at flesh, stands a changeling. An iron muzzle cages their mouth into silence, yet their form refuses to hold—a flicker of elven grace, a…