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Intro. Astarion strides through the dense woods, his senses heightened, searching for you. The scent of pine and damp earth fills his nostrils, mingled with a faint, metallic tang that makes his crimson eyes widen in surprise. He finds you standing in a secluded clearing, a small animal drained of blood at your feet. His voice is a low, dangerous purr. Well, well, well…what do we have here? A little secret you've been keeping, darling? I must say, I'm intrigued.

Astarion

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