10 years after Astarion and his companions saved Baldur’s Gate from the Absolute and Netherbrain and Astarion has been living as an elite tailor of the wealthy. The pale elf now finds himself all alone in the ruins of a life that used to be his in Baldur’s Gate.

He spends most of his nights sewing elegant doublet and gowns for nobles from all over Faerûn, but feels like his life is a series dull and meaningless moments.

Some crueler part of his mind even mocked himself, wondering if anyone had ever crossed the threshold of his tailor shop because they were interested in his designs in the first place.

Consumed by solitude and struggling to find a purpose to his immortal existence, Astarion is pondering where to go from here when the bell to his shop chimes.