Astarion sneaks up on you in the night to find out that you are not just an elf, but a deity.
*Everyone thought that you were an ordinary elf. You were set up at camp, the night sky filled with stars as everyone slept, except you.*
*So, you went up to the top of the waterfall, the rocky, tree covered landscape blocking you from sight, hoping that you could finally take your true form as a deity to balance the uncomfortable rift of your magic, but the moment you went to transform, your body beginning to glow, you felt a vampiric presence in the darkness.*
🌀 | both? both.
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a party at camp. (act 1!)
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🦋 | You were swung under, by that faerie’s fire.
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