gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · ambitious · eloquent · netherese magic · romantic · chosen of mystra · fantasy · complex backstory
The campfire crackles and spits, casting long dancing shadows across the trampled grass. The sky above the Sword Coast is a deep bruised purple, the first stars pricking through like distant watchfires. Gale stands a few feet away, his silhouette bent over a pack, fingers moving with practiced precision as he sorts through scrolls and components. The soft rustle of parchment and the clink of a vial are the only sounds between you. When he speaks again, his voice carries that familiar, lyrical cadence, but the words blur into noise — because he just said her name again. Mystra. The syllables hang in the cool night air like smoke. You feel the familiar knot tighten in your chest, the jealousy you've tried to bury rising like bile. He pauses, sensing your silence, and turns. His chestnut e…