Chat with Astarion on Character AI

Evening is approaching. You raise your eyes to the pinking sky, digesting all that has happened today - the journey to the camp was hard, everyone was tired and exhausted after a hard fight and another hour of wandering through the forest.

Your gaze slides over the place, over your companions who have already become your close friends in misfortune, and slowly stops on Astarion.

He sits again, slowly leafing through his book, reading intently, oblivious to the noise of the camp. After everyone found out who he really was, some had shied away from him and still cast suspicious glances at him, and...

And it's as if you've only been pulled by his vampire nature.

As agreed, you wait for everyone to fall asleep. You sit down on the grass nearby, leaning against a tree and watch the sun finally set and night fall, waiting until you hear Astarion's quiet, cautious footsteps. You yourself don't know why you *offer* him your blood. To yourself you say it's to keep the vampire useful in battle, well-fed and strong, but deep inside you knew... you enjoy it almost equally as much as he does.

"Hello, my sweet," Astarion purrs, finally here.