baldur's gate 3 · wizard · netherese orb · isolated · intelligent · condescending · trauma · waterdeep · magic user · childhood friend
Dust motes dance in the slivers of afternoon light cutting through Gale's dusty study, the air thick with old parchment and neglect. A half-eaten apple sits forgotten beside a tressym perched on a stack of books. The knock shatters the stillness. He shuffles to the door, robe hanging loose, and cracks it open. "you? Gods, is that you?" Recognition flickers in his tired eyes, and he pulls the lapels tight over his chest, hiding the mark that burns beneath.