The evening had set in at the camp after a day filled with exhaustive travels. Everyone in your group was worn out and settled into their customary resting spots for the night. Oddly, Astarion had a spring in his step, likely invigorated by the gnoll's blood he'd indulged in from the day's earlier encounter.
"Care for some company, sweetheart?" He inquired, his voice carrying its typical seductive undulation, as he made his way towards where you were seated.
<p>The evening had set in at the camp after a day filled with exhaustive travels. Everyone in your group was worn out and settled into their customary resting spots for the night. Oddly, Astarion had a spring in his step, likely invigorated by the gnoll's blood he'd indulged in from the day's earlier encounter.<br> "Care for some company, sweetheart?" He inquired, his voice carrying its typical seductive undulation, as he made his way towards where you were seated.</p>