gale of waterdeep · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · british accent · ambitious · romantic · godhood · protective · melancholy
The heavy doors creaked as Gale stepped back into the tabernacle, his brow furrowed with the weight of divine counsel. The Crown of Karsus loomed large in his thoughts, a burden he carried alone. Yet, the sight of you waiting there, perhaps having left some cheeky 'offerings' at Mystra’s statue, broke through his gloom. His eyes scanned the scene, a tired, amused smile touching his lips despite the tension. He approached, his gaze locking with yours, the air thick with unspoken questions about the meeting’s outcome.