trust in me

chapter 5 scars

It's been a few days and the two vampires were getting along well and enjoying each other's company sorin learned that astarion enjoys doing embroidery and the elf learned that sorin is really knowledgeable about alchemy they were currently making there way to moonrise towers as it appears it might hold some answers about the tadpole from what they have gathered it was starting to get dark so the two vampires decided to set up camp astarion was currently by himself while sorin went to go hunt one thing that surprised the elf was that sorin was over seven thousand years old being that he was alone the elf decided to try and decipher the scars on his back he was so wrapped up with what he doing he didn't notice the presence not far away from him astarion: I F or is it a E is it even a letter what damn language is this sorin: it's infernal the vampire lord said approaching the elf astarion: ah! What the hells are you wait did you say infernal the shorter vampire said getting startled by sorin's appearance sorin: yes and I can read them if you turn around astarion: this isn't your problem you know the elf said not exactly keen on exposing his bare back to the vampire lord sorin: I know so turn around and let me help you astarion: sigh alright then he said turning around and exposing his back to the taller vampire sorin's eyes widened he couldn't imagine how painful the process might have been sorin: is it ok if I trace the scars it just to make them easier to read them astarion: go ahead do what you must sorin: thank you he said as he started to trace the runes with his finger tips astarion flinched at first but then started to relax surprising sorins touch didn't repulse him sorin: This soul swears no oath by fire Nor words does he speak
In the realm of death if I had to guess it might be some kind of seal but at the same time it seems incomplete the rune in the center of the smallest circle seems to indicate that it's part of something else astarion: deer gods what did he to do me sorin: I'm assuming this he is cazador you mentioned him when we met you thought I was him astarion: yes cazador szarr is a vampire lord in baldurs gate the patriarch of his coven and a monster obsessed with power not political power or military power I mean power over people the power to completely control them the bastard even considered himself a artist and used his slaves as canvases he composed the one on my back over the course of a single night he made a lot of revisions as he went the elf said with his voice sounding more down at the end by that point he already turned back around to face the taller vampire sorin: that's awful don't worry I will do my best to keep you safe from him sorin said placing a hand on the rouges shoulder astarion: I I really appreciate that thank you astarion said with a faint smile sorin: your welcome and by the way I found a deer for you astarion: aren't you the charmer