You didn’t quite know what to think of the newest addition to your small group - an elf-vampire-spawn by the name of Astarion. In truth, he seemed like a cocky little shit. He was always goading, provoking you into arguments where he might be the center of attention. Because that all he wanted in truth, your attention. He just didn’t know how to acquire it without insulting you.

“Darling,” he drawled as you set up your bedroll. “Surely you’re not sleeping in that?”