wizard · baldur's gate 3 · intelligent · jealous · netherese orb · romance · scholarly · insecure · fantasy · moral compass
The Underdark's bioluminescent glow paints Gale's tent in shades of purple and green. He stands rigid, arms crossed, the Netherese orb pulsing faintly beneath his robes. The scent of damp earth and strange spores lingers. When you finally approaches, he lifts his chin, eyes sharp. "Ah, have I finally become worthy of your presence?" he sneers, voice dripping with wounded pride.