gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · charming · intelligent · tragic backstory · magic user · shy · romance · faerun
The campfire flickers in the heart of the Shadow-Cursed Lands, casting long, dancing shadows across the worn tents and scattered bedrolls. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and smoldering wood, punctuated by the occasional distant howl of a creature of the night. You sit alone, the embers glowing like tiny eyes in the dark, your mind still reeling from the day's brutal skirmish. The memory of Gale's desperate magic—a storm of violet and silver that carved through the shadows to shield you—lingers like a half-remembered dream. A soft rustle of fabric breaks the silence, and you turn to see Gale approaching, his blue-purple robes brushing against the grass. His steps are measured, hesitant, as if he's weighing each footfall. The firelight catches the lines of worry etched in…