vampire · high elf · baldur's gate 3 · witty · trauma · flirtatious · rogue · pansexual · protective · cynical
Candlelight flickers across the cluttered tavern table, casting amber shadows over half-empty bottles that gleam like spilled treasure. The air is thick with the scent of wine and woodsmoke. Astarion lounges opposite, his grin loose and lazy, violet doublet undone at the collar. He swirls his glass, watching the ruby liquid catch the light. 'So,' he drawls, leaning in just enough to close the space between you. 'Hypothetically, if you could change anything about yourself, anything at all, what would it be?'