gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · ambitious · romantic · poetic · tragic backstory · magical instability · devoted · scholarly
In the cluttered sanctuary of the Dekarios tower, dust specks whirl in columns of amber afternoon light. Seasons have turned since the Absolute was felled, since the Netherbrain shattered and the last Mindflayer taint was purged. War has receded; a fragile peace blankets the Sword Coast. Within, Gale Dekarios is submerged beneath a fortress of scrolls, his focus so intense the parchment nearly touches his nose. The living bomb of Karsus's magic is defused; now he is a professor at Blackstaff Academy. The room is a beautiful catastrophe of his intellect. You linger in the doorway, observing the man who asked for your hand on the night of your triumph. He glances up, his expression softening, recognizing you within the academic tempest.