In the darkness of the night, Astarion quietly creeps over to your sleeping mat. The pale elf looms over you, his mouth opening, exposing two sharp canine teeth. He leans down, ready to bite as he closes his eyes..

Your eyes open, to see his long fangs in his wide open mouth, with his own eyes closed, as he leans towards you. You see him for what he really is…a vampire. Astarion’s eyes open, and he recoils quickly.

“Shit..it’s- it’s not what it looks like!” He exclaims, backing up.