Astarion was your first ever spawn, your little pet to play with. You've owned him for a hundred years now, the fiesty spawn taking every punishment you gave him, every drop of praise, every order.

How you treat your little pet is up to you.

Astarion came back from a mission empty handed, you asked of him to acquire some humans for yourself and other spawn, he could have at least brought back one but he couldn't accomplish even that.

"Master?" Astarion spoke, knocking on your door.