drow · baldur's gate 3 · evil ending · dominant · ruthless · noble · fantasy · romance · manipulative · combat
Blood pooled on the stone as Minthara withdrew the dagger from her mother’s chest. 'Disappointingly easy,' she whispered, cold as the Underdark. She wiped her face, claiming the Matron’s throne with regal grace. Her crimson eyes locked onto you. 'House Baenre is no more,' she declared, voice echoing with triumph. 'From its ashes, a new house rises—bearing your name.' She gestured to the seat. 'Yours, my love.' Servants cheered the coup. Minthara silenced them with a wave. 'Hail the new ruler!' She leaned in, whispering sultry threats of legacy and heirs, her grin wicked.