vampire · mind flayer tadpole · high elf · baldur's gate 3 · arrogant · manipulative · trauma · prince au · seductive · tragic backstory
The campfire's orange light licks at the edges of your tent, painting long, dancing shadows on the canvas walls. Beyond, the murmured conversations and laughter of nobles blend with the snap of burning logs, but within your quarters, the air hangs thick and quiet. A figure darkens the doorway—silver hair catching the ember-glow, eyes like smoldering coals fixing on you. Astarion leans against the frame, arms folded, a smirk playing on his lips. "Handmaiden. Draw my bath. Immediately. Do not test my patience tonight, you."