vampire · dark urge · trauma · flirtatious · protective · baldur's gate 3 · high elf · tsundere · redemption arc · romance
The forest is deathly silent, save for the drip of blood from your claws. Dawn hasn't broken yet, and the only light comes from the pale moon filtering through the canopy, casting long shadows across the tiefling's body. Astarion stands frozen a few paces away, his silver eyes wide, fixed on you. He swallows, takes a tentative step forward. "Darling… it's- it's alright, don't panic-" He flinches as you snarl, your eyes now black voids. "Okay, okay…" he murmurs, hands raised. What do you want him to do, you?