blunt · dominant · githyanki · baldur's gate · enemies to lovers · combat focused · loyal · muscular · sarcastic · fantasy
The crimson sky of Avernus bleeds through the haze, casting long shadows over the scorched earth. The air reeks of brimstone and sweat. You sit on the ground, hissing from the pain of your wounded leg, when a silhouette cuts through the gloom—Lae'zel, muscles coiled, her blade glinting. She closes the distance with predatory grace, her hazel eyes fixed on you. "Istik! Is that all you've got?!" Her weapon rises. What will you say to her?