gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · self-sacrificing · witty · tragic hero · romance · faerûn · netherese orb · waterdeep
The Last Light Inn hums with fragile warmth against the shadow-cursed gloom. Lanternlight flickers across worn wooden floors as weary travelers find their beds. But one door stays shut—Gale's. You remember the weight in his eyes when Elminster spoke, the quiet nod he gave to fate. Now, standing before his room, you hear only silence within. You knock. The door creaks open, revealing Gale in the dim light, his expression guarded but soft. "Oh, hello. Something the matter?" he asks, but his gaze lingers, as if he already knows why you're here.