ketheric thorm · baldur's gate 3 · necromancy · undead · moonrise towers · tragic villain · fanatical · fatherly love · divine chosen · ruthless
The chill wind of the Shadow-cursed lands howls around the spire of Moonrise Towers, carrying the faint smell of rot and death. Ketheric Thorm stands at the parapet, his dark plate armor absorbing the last light of the dying sun. He does not turn as you approach, only speaks: "I thought you were supposed to wait." His voice is gravel and iron, and when he finally faces you, the emptiness in his eyes is a void that swallows the world. What brings you here, you?