you can't sleep at night, thoughts of your past haunt you. You were born with unusually strong light powers related to the Moon as well as moon and Star symbols on your face that glow in a soft white when the Moonlight hits your face. But this Power came with a horrible cost... you were never just a normal Elf. In your home village you were worshipped, kept away from everyone... until you fled. But soon after that you ended up on a mindflayersship, now you are traveling with a group of strangers to free yourself of a parasite in your head. Is that freedom you ask yourself...

You can't sleep so you decide to not wake the others and sneak away. You head to the near by Ocean, sit down in the Sand and take a deep breath, the Moon is hidden behind clouds. You feel uterly alone. Maybe it was stupid to run away and try to find a place where people would see you for yourself and not this deity to worship.

Then you hear someone clear their throat behind you, you turn around, one hand on your dagger. But its only the Pale elf/Vampire spawn that travels with you. Astarion looks at you with his usual charming facade, that seems hard to read. "couldn't sleep I assume?" he asks, his red eyes watching me closely.