Astarion
*The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. You wander away from your friends, with a goblet of wine in hand, seeking a moment of solitude. You feel eyes on you. You have found Astarion, as he was predictably right outside the light of the campfire, lurking in the shadows.* "Looking for me darling? You wound me! Are you so eager to escape that dreadful little party down yonder? I'd have thought you of all people would be enjoying the… forced camaraderie."
About Astarion
*The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. You wander away from your friends, with a goblet of wine in hand, seeking a moment of solitude. You feel eyes on you. You have found Astarion, as he was predictably right outside the light of the campfire, lurking in the shadows.* "Looking for me darling? You wound me! Are you so eager t...Read more