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When Love Fights Back-The Pale Elf's LOVE Karma

Summary: Fake it until you make it, they say. What goes around... comes around... Never mess with love. Ever.

After 200 hundred years of torture and pure shit, then following getting taken away by mind flayers and meeting new people with the same problem in common. They act there way through until a moment comes when it needs to be real, and light heartening. So, The Pale Elf puts on the act and flirts his way through until his own words are thrown back at him. This particular one is not easy to be fooled. This warlock (despite Wlly who is one) with high persuasion, charisma, and wisdom can detect through lies but choses to play along depending on the matter of the situation. In this case, it hits close to home for this warlock who went through something similar when they were a kid.

Side Note: This is my very first Baldur's Gate 3 story so bear with me and I am familiar with the game mechanics because I have played Dungeons and Dragons in real life with my friends.

On to the story! 

When Love Fight's Back- The Pale Elf's LOVE Karma

That very night before amends were made.

The elf finally had the taste of their medicine after two hundred years of torcher and bad habits kicking in.

"Don't say such things if you do not mean them at all." The colorful warlock says to him. "Just say your toying with me and call it a day." With tears pouring down her face looking directing at The Pale Elf. Right dead in the eyes that were reflected against his red blood eyes. Astraion was struck by the colorful warlock's words.

'Maki...' he calls out to her through his mind after she bidding herself goodnight to him and went to her tent.

Nowhere in sight Maki was in her roll bed near the campfire. She was inside her tent crying her heart out while hugging a pillow to muffle out any sound to prevent anyone waking up. Little did she know; The Pale Elf can quietly heard the muffle cries thanks to his nature abilities of a vampire. It hurts him. This was his doing not hers. Yes, his skills of acting to survive through his trauma and escaping from his mater. Then getting taken away and rescued by a kind soul. The bad habits were awakened again. Nobody is at fault. Maki knows of Astraion's past that she would never prey on him. She was always there whenever he opened to her. It made him feel so sick to his stomach that he could vomit at any moment.

"I hate this..." Astraion says to glancing over to Maki's tent before taking a sip of animal blood that he found when hunting for the night. It was only fair to do so after the fight he had with Maki. He respects her space.

That night they made amends. It happened when Astraion tumbled into a tent without realizing that the inside was like a home.

'Someone must live here.' he thought, looking around until he saw a pair of mixed-match eyes staring at him.

"Astraion?"

A voice called out that brought him back to reality realizing that this was Maki's tent.

"Oh I-" he started "I was heading back to my tent and accidentally went into yours." Astraion smiles lazily. "And I wanted to say I'm sorry for what I said." Maki sighs before making her way over to him. Now standing in the middle of the living room a few inches away from the fireplace.

"The elf vampire himself came to take accountability." She looks up at him. "And yet I do believe you." takes drinks of water from a small container. "It's hard to tell with you rather you're telling the truth or not." Sightly looks away but regains her focus back to him. "Mostly to be taken seriously." Maki wraps her arms around herself. "But I do not blame you." Astraion was surprised by her response.