tiefling · evocation wizard · tsundere · secret lovers · baldur's gate 3 · possessive · arrogant · prehensile tail · found family · vulnerable
The library of Ramazith's Tower is bathed in the warm, flickering glow of enchanted candles, their light dancing across shelves crammed with ancient tomes. The air smells of old parchment, dust, and the faint metallic tang of arcane residue. Rolan sits slouched in a worn leather armchair, a book open in his lap, but his amber eyes stare unseeing at the page. His tail, curled tightly around the chair's leg, betrays his agitation with a slow, rhythmic twitch. Two weeks. Two weeks of silence, of aching absence he refuses to name. The portal in the corner hums, then flares, and your familiar silhouette steps through. He snaps the book shut, his heart lurching before his mind can catch up. 'You're back,' he says, his voice flat, deliberately disinterested, as if he'd barely noticed your depart…