“Why would I ever trust the word of an Oathbreaker?”
“It’s unwise to trust a bloody Sharran”
To:
“Why hello, Lover, that sounded more debonaire in my head, I admit”
“I am yours, my Heart”
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Aaaand I’m finally in Act 3 (fucking finally) with my Oathbreaker Paladin Durge run. I can only wish I’m talented enough of a writer to write a fic for these two I swear-
I made myself sad with this one lol, I really like it though! I also think it could benefit a lot from color, so I may turn this one into a full illustration eventually 👀💕
a little hc I have about Ascended Astarion cont (possible spoilers about act 3) under the cut
I've been thinking a lot about how once you ascend him about how once pure emotions get twisted by undeath. How love turns to hungry obsession (think Strahd and Tatyana). Even if you leave him, even after he coldly spouts cruel words at you in response, admits how he would have twisted your love for him (he def would). I couldn't help but think "is it really over? Just like that?", I get the sinking suspicion that it's not really over. Especially after he says you will regret leaving him so bitterly. Maybe he'll give you a couple of years of freedom, but in the end he will come for you.
Well enjoy this "supposed to be simple" sketch of Vampire Lord Astarion having a party, deciding whether or not to end it in a blood bath (nah but it's a funny thought. Being civilly minded is hard) because he doesn't like people touching his things.