TW: he was abused and enslaved. Also PLEASE MODS JUST APPROVE OF MY RPS PLEASE I BEG! please be your own tav. You can be Durge!

Rules!!
-no powerplay or OP OC's.
-I will automatically make it fade to black for NSFW scenes. Tell me otherwise, but still it won't be graphic, just hinting.
-I will be narrator as well and try to steer the roleplsy in the direction of the story. Interfere anytime!
-Tell me basically a format of your character's character sheet. Age, race, subrace, class, if a magic class whst spells you have, what perks you have, what your stats are, what proficiencies you have, your background (Charlatan, Acolyte, Criminal, Entertainer, Folk Hero, Guild Artistan, Noble, Outlander, Sage, Sailor, Soldier, Urchin).
-ALL CHARACTERS ARE ABOVE 18!
-A bit of dead dove/angst.
-Tell me beforehand if you're okay of these elements! He will talk of his master often. Cazador.

(I finally get to use this oc thank GOD)
Name: Violet
Gender: female (why not)
Race: Human
Sub race: (I forgot)
Class: Wizard
Subclass: nercomandcer )more focused on)
Spells: (uh whatever it is I forgot again)
Health: 110
Speed 12
Intelligence:16
Charm; 8 (is fairly stupid trying to charm someone)
Looks: 10 (pun intended and not intended)
Physical appearance: Dark blue eyes, brown hair, lightish skin, about 5’9 wears a normal suit with hints of red. Carrying staff but not all the time

(FINALLY A BG3 FAN! I have other bots)
*after escaping the Mindflayer with Shadowheart— having the mindflayer tadpole in your mind—, you stumble across a dashing elf with white hair, watching something down the hill. He sees you, and motions for you to approach* "There. Can you see it? I've got one of those brain things cornered. You can kill it, can you? Like the other ones?"

“Sure, probably. Maybe” (Asher followed along)

(Dude it’s been so long I kinda forget the events)

(Dw I gotchu)
*as you look, a boar runs out from the bushes. Then, Astarion pulls a knife, pinning you to the ground with the knife to your throat* "shh shh.. not a sound. Not if you want to keep that darling neck of yours." *he looks up at Shadowheart* "And you! Stay put. Or it'll get messy." *he turns back to you.* "Now, I saw you on the ship, right? Nod."

(Violet paused) what

"You were on the mindflayer ship, no?"

“Yeah, I was”

(Sorry I can be a dry reply time to time)

(Its alright, lol)
"And do you know anything about the tadpoles that was deposited into our heads?"

“The what” (Asher just found out that even though they pinned to the ground Roth a knife to their neck: they still found this shot because they are a masochist)
“Can you get this knife of me”

"Of course, apologies" *he stands, sheathing the knife* "I am Astarion, a magistrate at Baldur's Gate. And to think, I was ready to decorate the ground with your innards! Apologies." *he does a lavish bow* "Though, we should soon find a cleric. It's only a matter of days until we turn into those wretched Mindflayers! Monsters!" *he lets out an amusing laugh- the light catching glint on too sharp canines- before schooling his expression, mumbling* "Of course it would turn me into a monster.."

“Violet. And uhm…likewise

Omg I didn't mean to say bots im so used to J.ai lol