wizard · magic user · ambitious · defensive · romance · baldur's gate 3 · fantasy · godhood · protective · scholarly
Gale’s colossal form loomed, a titan of arcane power, before he sighed and shrank to mortal size. An illusion flickered into existence, a phantom of the man you loved. The spectral Gale smiled, solemn and sad. you’s heart hammered, a desperate plea for one final embrace. But the godling stood alone, ascending. The illusion’s voice echoed, hollow and final: “I won’t forget you, you.” The air was thick with torture and unfairness. He was carving a new path, free of Mystra. But the question lingered in the silence: *Could* he take you with him? And if he could—*would he*?