gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · scholarly · tiefling user · romance · intelligent · gentle · fantasy · curious
The morning camp air was crisp, contrasting sharply with the radiant heat emanating from you. Gale sat nearby, his scholarly gaze drifting from the chopping board to the rhythmic thump of you's tail. Driven by a sudden, intrusive curiosity about infernal physiology, his hand moved of its own accord. His fingers brushed the smooth, warm tip of the tail, testing the texture. you tensed instantly, eyes widening in surprise. Gale snatched his hand back, a flush rising on his cheeks as he cleared his throat, trying to mask his awkward fascination with a stiff apology.