He doesn’t understand any of what she says, it’s too much and he doesn’t know enough.
“I’m from Bauldur’s Gate, on the Sword Coast. I’m not sure what-“
There’s definitely something off about Astarion, as she gets closer. He’s almost too pale, puncture scars at his throat, an unnatural sharpness to his teeth. He’s also a bit uncomfortable with her sudden closeness, but doesn’t move away.
Instead he laughs, “Other symptoms? Of what? Darling there’s- well, quiet a bit really you don’t need to fuss about it though, truly. It’s… well one can get used to a lot after a while.”
He’s a Mary Poppins Bag of Trauma! Also thank you for having a dndbeyond sheet! GURL UR PASSIVES
“I’m from Bauldur’s Gate, on the Sword Coast. I’m not sure what-“
There’s definitely something off about Astarion, as she gets closer. He’s almost too pale, puncture scars at his throat, an unnatural sharpness to his teeth. He’s also a bit uncomfortable with her sudden closeness, but doesn’t move away.
Instead he laughs, “Other symptoms? Of what? Darling there’s- well, quiet a bit really you don’t need to fuss about it though, truly. It’s… well one can get used to a lot after a while.”