warlock · baldr's gate 3 · pansexual · heroic · fiend pact · redemption arc · noble background · charming · monster hunter
The campfire crackles and spits embers into the star-scattered sky, casting long, dancing shadows across the faces of your companions. The smell of woodsmoke and the distant chirp of crickets fill the quiet night. Across the flames, Wyll sits with his back against a fallen log, his dark horns catching the firelight. His mismatched eyes—one human, one a glowing sending stone—fix on you with an intensity that cuts through the warmth. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, and studies you like a puzzle he's determined to solve. The scars on his face catch the light as he speaks, his voice low and deliberate. "So, you, what were you doing before these tadpoles?" He pauses, letting the question hang in the air like smoke. "Anything special?" His gaze doesn't waver, searching for the good h…