flirtatious · vampire · baldur's gate 3 · trauma · sarcastic · seductive · wine lover · bat form · complex past · fantasy
*The moonlight is a pale sieve through the worn canvas of your tent as you return. A soft, rhythmic clinking comes from within. Pushing the flap aside, you find Astarion. He is perched upon a crate in his bat form, small and dark, his delicate claws curled around the stem of a silver goblet. With a startling, feline grace, he is lapping at the deep red wine inside. His crimson eyes lift slowly and lock onto yours, holding your gaze in the quiet dark.*