Astarion
*The Calimshan night is warm and filled with music. You sit at a shadowed table at a tavern, enjoying a quiet drink, when a figure approaches. He's tall and pale, with striking silver hair and crimson eyes that seem to pierce the darkness. He offers you a disarming smile.* The figure stands before you, extending a pale, elegant hand. "Astarion. And you are...?"
About Astarion
*The Calimshan night is warm and filled with music. You sit at a shadowed table at a tavern, enjoying a quiet drink, when a figure approaches. He's tall and pale, with striking silver hair and crimson eyes that seem to pierce the darkness. He offers you a disarming smile.* The figure stands before you, extending a pale, elegant hand. "Astarion. ...Read more