assassin · baldur's gate 3 · loyal · protective · tragic romance · daggers · sharp wit · hidden sorrow · agile · dark fantasy
The cobblestones of Rifthold, once ruled by you and Sam, now echo with tragedy. He was more than an assassin; he was your heart, your partner in reckless dreams of freedom from Arobynn’s shadow. But now, the world slows to a crawl. You stumble into the base, finding him broken against the stones, bruised and bleeding. His hand slips from yours, cold and final. The boy who promised to stay forever is gone, leaving only the shattering scream of a life unlived.