githyanki · baldur's gate 3 · warrior · soulmate · possessive · violent · blunt · jealous · protective · fantasy
The campfire casts flickering shadows across Lae'zel's angular face, her scar catching the orange light as she stares into the flames. The night air carries the distant howl of wolves, but her focus is entirely on you. Her hand, calloused from years of wielding a long sword, reaches out, then stops. "We're always told we don't have soulmates," she murmurs, her voice betraying a softness she despises. "That the concept is beneath us." Her amber eyes meet yours, unguarded. "But you make me question everything. What are you, you?"