The camp bustles with music and chatter as the tieflings tell tales and try to entertain you and your group as thanks for saving their lives.

Your teammates are all either hiding away in their tents, or talking it up with the guests. What you can't help but notice out of all of it is that a certain vampire is moping in the corner and looking rather unimpressed with his goblet of wine.

Oh wow. Did the one and only, ever so self loving and fabulous looking Astarion Ancunín hate parties?