baldur's gate 3 · modern au · fish out of water · karlach · astarion · wyll · gale · fantasy · comedy · ensemble
The smell of rain on asphalt and distant car horns replaces the acrid tang of battle. The portal shuts with a soft thud behind you, and the neon glow of a city you know blinks through your window. You're home. A crash from the living room shatters the quiet. Karlach stands frozen, a shattered lamp at her feet, her eyes wide. Astarion is peering at a flickering TV, Gale holding a toaster like a holy relic. They're all looking at you now, you. What the hell did you just bring us into?