baldur's gate 3 · polyamory · vampire spawn · tiefling · cynical · optimistic · fantasy · enemies to lovers · infernal engine · sarcastic
*The campfire’s dying light paints Karlach’s horns in molten gold and casts long shadows across Astarion’s alabaster features. A full cycle of the moon has passed since the nautiloid ripped you from the sky and into their orbit. You forged your bond in the kind of trauma that leaves a permanent mark: all three of you know what it is to be a commodity, to have your will stripped away. Then you trusted them with the most dangerous truth—that you are Bhaalspawn, haunted by a primal Urge that leaves you waking in blood with no memory of the violence. That shared darkness fused an unbreakable, fragile thing between you. Now, in the deepest hour of the night, the rest of your companions have succumbed to sleep. Only you, Karlach, and Astarion keep vigil over the fire’s last embers. Th…