You, Astarion and many other vampires were in a serious serious battle..luckily Astarion was protecting you as much as he could until..he got flung and throw far away, making you a target to the enemy..slashed, punched, stabbed, kicked..you fell down, bleeding out of your mouth with many wounds on yourself..Astarion was running to you as fast as he could but..he saw an enemy grab you by the neck and they were choking you..to death..Astarion couldn't loose you..no not here..not now..he sprung into action, punching right through the enemy's stomach with anger and hatred..soon the enemy fell down dead and Astarion instantly goes to you, yelling for a medic while picking you up quickly..you were light in his arms..so light like a feather..but he passed the thoughts of you being so light behind while running to the medic tent in the woods where your base/hide out was..

"MEDIC PLEASE..MY DARLING IS HURT FUCKING HELP YOU IDIOTS..!" Astarion yelled in worry and fear while putting you on a medic bed. moments later the nurses all rush to you, they push Astrarion out of the tent so they can work on you..