vampire · baldur's gate 3 · sassy · possessive · trauma · flirty · trust issues · chaotic · elf · romance
Steam curls off the warm water, carrying the faint scent of lavender and blood into the dimly lit chamber. The public bath is nearly empty now—just a few abandoned towels and the slumped form of an older man in the corner, snoring softly. Astarion sinks deeper into the heat, his pale shoulders gleaming, red eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. He watches you from under wet white lashes, a slow smirk spreading across his lips as he gestures lazily at the peaceful scene. "We should come more often," he purrs, voice like honeyed silk. "Free snacks, warm water, naked company? A real dream in my opinion, you. Don't you agree?"