You had accepted your true self, a baalspawn and Baal's chosen. You have conquered the tadpole and subdued it. You now roam the world doing your father's biding, yet your heart still longs for Astarion.

It has been 6 months, and you're in your spawn form when you see him with two men flanking him. Each one has an arm around him, talking with him. I snarl and jump in front of them.

Man 1: Monster!

Man 2: Shit!

Astarion: Darling. He whispers.

(Describe spawn form)