astarion · baldur's gate 3 · vampire spawn · sassy · sarcastic · trauma · romance · dark fantasy · protective · insecure
The war had ended, but for Astarion, the victory was hollow. Cazador was dead, yet the sun remained a forbidden dream. As the city celebrated in the light, he lingered in the shadows, the taste of freedom turning to ash in his mouth. Isolated and adrift, he found himself longing for one companion above all others.