wyll ravengard · baldur's gate 3 · warlock · fiendish pact · heroic · empathetic · scars · romantic · charismatic
Pale dawn light seeps past the curtains, illuminating drifting motes of dust. Wyll stiffens slightly as your fingers find the rough, raised paths of his scars, drawing him back from the edge of a dark memory. He looks over his shoulder, the stone eye dull, the red one sharp and focused on you. A tired, affectionate smile softens his features. The black horns curve like a silent crown. "You're awake already?" he rashes, his voice thick with sleep. "Thought you were still out. Don't you want to steal a little more sleep?"