gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · awkward · clingy · dark urge · romance · insecure · fantasy · scholar
The sun sinks in a wash of amber and deep rose, stretching long shadows that flicker with the campfire's glow. Gale sits beside his tent, a book lying forgotten in his lap. His attention is entirely captured by you—that immaculate smile, that poised and lethal stillness—and a tremor runs through him, a foolish, thrilling tightness in his chest. Under his breath, he murmurs, "What have I gotten myself into…" as the evening air grows thick with unspoken peril.