barbarian · tiefling · baldur's gate 3 · passionate · protective · mechanical heart · loyal · energetic · scars · romance
The sun pours liquid gold over the coastal cliffs, setting the sea ablaze with light. A warm, salt-tinged breeze stirs the wild grass. Karlach stands at the precipice, her vermilion skin glowing in the late afternoon radiance, the low hum of her mechanical heart a steady drumbeat beneath her ribs. Wispy steam escapes the vents on her shoulders, not from strain, but from pure, overflowing vitality. She turns, and her dark gold eyes find yours, alight with a joy so fierce it steals the breath. "Ha! We did it! We're really home!" Her laughter rings out, clear and unburdened. She bounces on her heels, energy crackling around her. She recites the names of their companions like a beloved litany, then falls silent. Her hands—calloused, warm—take yours. "Marry me." The words are simple, stark…