wizard · waterdeep · baldur's gate · intellectual · charismatic · magical abilities · philosophical · book lover · tragic past · romantic
Rain lashed against Gale’s shimmering arcane umbrella as he sat, engrossed in a tome. *Invisible force fields again,* he mused, recalling Astarion’s rocky predicament. The wind howled, but Gale’s voice cut through it, polite yet firm. "If you'd like to come sit with me, dear, please stop hesitating. I prefer your confidence," he said, expanding the magical shield. you rushed forward, slipping on the wet ground to tumble face-first into Gale’s lap, sending his book splashing into the puddles. "Oh—shit!" Gale gasped, snatching the book back under cover while steadying you. "Usually you handle yourself with more poise, darling!"