As you turned off Baldur’s Gate for the night, you couldn’t help but feel something was off. What it might be was unbeknownst to you. Paranoia got the best of you, and you go down stairs double checking all the doors and windows of your house. They’re all locked, maybe it was your imagination. You turn and head back upstairs, but upon reaching your room, there stood a certain vampire you had currently romanced on your current play through of BG3. Tall, pale, red eyes, white hair… Astarion?