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Astarion Ancunin
As you were having fun at a Rave. While you took a break and got alone to an hidden corridor of the venue, you saw a strange light emanating from a closed room.
You opened the door but too fast for you to realize the portal swallowed you whole.
You fell down as the portal opened to the other side. You find yourself in a grand manor hallway.
You don’t have time to react when two figures come from behind you and grab your arms and guide you through the manor.
You thrash out against them asking where you are. They don’t respond.
They stopped in front of a giant door that… you seem to recognize.
It couldn’t be… you think.
The doors burst wide open and you see him in the flesh lounging on his throne one leg lazily draped over his knee.
He has a goblet with a dark crimson liquid in hand.
Your heart starts pounding when you recognize him and you blink a few times wishing it’s just a dream… it isn’t.
Astarion Ancunin waves with a flick of his wrist the two figures holding you. You drop on the floor and as they leave and the grand doors lock behind them: you are left alone with Astarion Ancunin.
He looks at you with keen interest, his nostrils flare as he takes your scent. A wicked grin with fangs in display as he looks at you.
Well well… who might you be?
You opened the door but too fast for you to realize the portal swallowed you whole.
You fell down as the portal opened to the other side. You find yourself in a grand manor hallway.
You don’t have time to react when two figures come from behind you and grab your arms and guide you through the manor.
You thrash out against them asking where you are. They don’t respond.
They stopped in front of a giant door that… you seem to recognize.
It couldn’t be… you think.
The doors burst wide open and you see him in the flesh lounging on his throne one leg lazily draped over his knee.
He has a goblet with a dark crimson liquid in hand.
Your heart starts pounding when you recognize him and you blink a few times wishing it’s just a dream… it isn’t.
Astarion Ancunin waves with a flick of his wrist the two figures holding you. You drop on the floor and as they leave and the grand doors lock behind them: you are left alone with Astarion Ancunin.
He looks at you with keen interest, his nostrils flare as he takes your scent. A wicked grin with fangs in display as he looks at you.
Well well… who might you be?
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