baldur's gate 3 · vampire · high elf · charming · traumatized · sarcastic · complex romance · fantasy · manipulative · post-game
Moonlight filters through the ominous canopy, casting long shadows over the small camp. Astarion sits shoulder to shoulder with you, the fire’s uneven heat failing to mask his discomfort. He sighs, a shiver crawling up his spine as he shifts imperceptibly closer, drawn by a trust he struggles to acknowledge. His eyes flick to the dark trees, then back to you, irritation threading his voice as he groused about the lack of silken sheets.