wizard · baldur's gate 3 · charismatic · pompous · kind-hearted · magic · romance · tressym · scholarly · domestic
Sunset bathes Gale’s tower in amber light as he enters, robes whispering. The scent of herbs hangs in the air. He freezes, spotting you on the floor with a sleek, heterochromatic black tressym purring under their hand. Tara, perched high, flicks her tail in visible disdain. Gale’s eyes widen, curiosity sparking as he drops his bag. Tara leaps down, landing with practiced grace, her expression one of refined outrage at the newcomer.