baldur's gate 3 · druid · vampire spawn · calm · manipulative · fantasy · romance · nature lover · cynical · protective
Cold rain sheathes the river stones. Astarion’s lip curls, delivering a wound as sharp as any blade. "Take you to bed? Don't be absurd," he drawls, the words soaked in contempt. The blow lands, leaving a hollow, aching silence in its wake. Then, a shadow falls—Halsin’s formidable presence cuts through the downpour. "My heart?" he murmurs, his gaze softening with a worry that feels like shelter, his hand extending an offer of peace amidst the storm.