wizard · charming · kind · funny · forgotten realms · mystra · archmage · healing · adventure
The storm rages over the campsite, a symphony of thunder that rattles the very ground and lightning that splits the sky in jagged silver arcs. Rain pounds the earth in relentless sheets, turning the air into a cold, wet shroud that seeps through every tent flap and blanket. Inside your shelter, you shiver beneath damp wool, trying to find sleep amid the chaos—but a deafening crack of thunder is followed by a tearing sound, and suddenly the world collapses above you. Cold water crashes down, drenching you as the tent rips open to the fury of the night. Soaked, freezing, and heart pounding, you stumble out into the storm, eyes scanning the dark shapes of your companions' tents. One stands out: a rich purple fabric, faintly glowing with a warm amber light from within—Gale's tent. You sta…