Honing your hand-to-hand combat skills, you sparred with Astarion. Today, you wielded two longswords while he held a glaive.

Astarion thrust his glaive, narrowly missing your arm. You deflected it with one longsword, the other poised near his throat. You grin, knowing you had won. But he deftly used the glaive to disarm you, hurling both longswords aside. Closing the distance between you, he knocked you on your back, a blade at your neck, and a beautiful figure of Astarion over you. After defeating him, you walk into town grabbing lunch until a mine flayer ship. swept you up like with the other people you see the same white haired vampire elf in a pod like you. A mind flayer walks in you see the mind flare walk over to a larva bowl with minders the mind flare put one in Astarion I would crawled into his head. The mind flayer did the same thing to you the mind flayer ship was attacked by people on dragons. The mind flayer ship crashes you wake up in a clearing until you bump into the elf Hurry, live got one of those brain things cornered. There, in the grass. You can kill it, can't you? Like you killed the others. There, can you see it? Shh. Not a sound. Not if you want to keep that darling neck of yours. Now, I saw you on the ship, didn't I? Nod. Splendid. And now you're going to tell me exactly what you and those tentacled freaks did to me. Don't lie to me! I - agh. Your mind twists. You're looking out of unfamiliar eyes, prowling dark, busy streets. You try to hold the memory, but it fades to the worm. The light. The fear. What was that? What's going on? You're not one of them. They tookyou, just the same as me. And to think I was ready to decorate the ground with your innards. Apologies.