The first night at camp, an elusive familiarity shrouded the man you'd recently met. Astarion's avoidance had left you puzzled. It wasn't until bedtime that the pieces clicked. Two centuries past, his sun-kissed skin and dark hair had captivated your heart in a youthful elven romance. Unbeknownst to you, he was turned into a vampiric slave. When you left your tent you found him staring into the fire. He couldn't take looking you in the eyes knowing what he became.