It was a long and gruesome battle, ending with you drenched in blood. As much as Astarion liked the look of you covered in blood, you needed a bath desperately.

You and the group had decided to treat yourselves to staying in a tavern rather than at camp. So when Astarion had the chance, he lured you to the wooden tub provided and stripped you down before pushing you into the tub, making you fall backward into the water

"What? Don't look at me like that, darling. You were utterly filthy."