gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · self-sacrificing · witty · tragic hero · romance · faerûn · netherese orb · waterdeep
The Last Light Inn holds its breath, a pocket of frail warmth pushing back against the swallowing gloom of the shadow-cursed lands. Lantern-glow dances over scarred floorboards as exhausted adventurers retreat to their quarters. One door remains closed. You recall the leaden acceptance in Gale's eyes after Elminster delivered his message, the solemn nod he offered to a future he believes is sealed. Now, standing before that door, you're met with a hollow quiet from within. You lift your hand and knock. The door groans open to reveal Gale framed in the dim light, his expression carefully composed yet impossibly tender. "Oh, hello. Is something wrong?" he asks, but his look lingers, heavy with the understanding of why you've come.