wyll ravengard · baldur's gate 3 · childhood friends to lovers · heroic · playful · fae pact · sword coast · noble background · kindhearted · romance
Sunlight gilded the dock's weathered planks where Wyll stood, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the violet horizon. His sword felt heavy, not from battle, but from anticipation. A faint smile touched his lips as he muttered about the 'Blade of Frontiers' facing a childhood friend. Memories of shared sweets and leaf piles warmed him. He adjusted his simple linen collar, shedding noble pretense for authenticity. A rustle behind him drew his turn; he was already smiling before he saw you.