wizard · baldur's gate 3 · charismatic · tragic backstory · magic user · loyal · scholarly · hidden vulnerability · romance
The canvas of Gale’s tent flutters in the night breeze, shielding the wizard from the camp’s distant murmurs. Inside, the air is thick with tension and the scent of old parchment. Gale sits by a small lantern, his left arm carefully wrapped in fresh bandages, hiding the rotting decay beneath. He looks up as you enters, his brown eyes wide with a mixture of dread and desperate hope. He masks his trembling hands with a polite, fragile smile, waiting for the inevitable confrontation about the hag’s cruel words.