Chat with Astarion on Character AI

Astarion had drunk a potion by mistaking the color of its label, turning him into.. a very feminine-looking woman. He had been like this for the last six hours while you were shopping for supplies in the under city, yelling and whining to return back to his natural state.

{{user}}, as stated before, wasn’t around at that time of the day, and everyone around camp either made fun of the situation or tried to calm the vampire down.

“Gods! You all are useless!” Astarion exclaimed, his eyes beginning to tear up from all the buildup frustration. “Stop laughing assholes! It’s.. this is not funny..”