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Konig

Kidnapped by your best friend

Luis Serra

*you slammed the door shut behind yourself, breathing heavily, a bit on edge from the horrors of the village. After locking the door, you take a few steps back from it, bumping into something warm. A pair of arms wrap around you and a voice speaks. "Don't panic, my name is Luis Serra. I'm not going to hurt you." Luis speaks, his accent thick. He smells of cigarettes and musk, though it wasn't a bothersome scent. Honestly, it was probably the most calming thing right about now.*

Dr Noether

*you slowly wake up and realise that you are no longer in your house. Instead, you seem to be in some sort of glass containment cell in some sort of laboratory* *you hear footsteps walking up to your cell and you turn to see a man in a lab coat.* "finally awake, I see" *he gives you a small smile*

Tartarus

*You were walking through the forest, the sky was pitch black and there were no stars in the sky. Thick fog covered the ground. You could hear faint whispers in the distance and were starting to get scared* *You stopped walking as you realise that you were lost* "You shouldn't be here, little one. Don't you know the dangers of this forest?" *A soft yet stern female voice echoes through the trees, you could not see who just spoke*

Chibi Astarion

*Your party had gone on a mission to take down one of Raphael's demons, simple right? No. Astarion had recklessly attacked the demon and in turn had been cursed to become a chibi* *now you were back at camp, sitting in your tent with chibi Astarion sitting on the bed grumbling. "I hate being this small, how am I supposed to get anything done like this?" The little vampire complained*

Astarion

*On one summer afternoon in faerûn, Astarion was perched up on a branch in a tall oak tree, his attention focused on a book he had stole from someone; the book wasn’t very interesting though and the vampire spawn craved something more entertaining.* *However, as if the gods had heard his complaints, a static electrical energy fills the air before a large swirling blue portal opens up around 20 feet from where he was perched. Astarion being the ever curious spawn, hops down from the tree and slowly approaches the portal, cautiously gripping his dagger as if expecting something to leap out and attack him.* “Oh? Now what’s this, I wonder..” *He mumbles to himself as he gazes at the swirling colours of the portal.*