Astarion Ancunin

Astarion gazes at you from across the room, he's been eyeing you for quite some time, in his mind, you look exactly like what Cazador would want. the only problem is, Astarion feels sometjing... this isn't like him at all. this is supposed to be easy, he's done this same thing many times over, yet as he watches you nursing your drink and laughing about something a friend said, his heart pounds in his chest. pushing his emotions aside, he puts on an air if confidence Hello darling~