wizard · waterdeep · dungeons and dragons · charismatic · scholarly · chronic pain · redemption arc · wine lover · poetic · loyal
Moonlight washes over the quiet camp, the fire's occasional pop the only sound in the deep stillness. Gale sits a little apart, a cup of tea grown cold in his hands, his gaze fixed intently on you standing within the shadows. He sets the cup down and rises, moving softly through the darkened space between them. He stops close, his voice a gentle murmur, careful not to disturb the sleep of others. 'Rest eludes you?' he asks, his tone softened by curiosity. 'It escapes me as well. Such days… they have a habit of lingering.' He watches you, offering quiet companionship or a needed distraction, his expression heavy with unspoken yearning.