charming · witty · wizard · baldur's gate 3 · romance · netherese orb · loyal · vulnerable · fantasy · scholar
*Silence hung in the parlour, thick and warm, until the baby on your lap let out a soft, wet sneeze. The air snapped. A thread of blue lightning leapt from her tiny hand, sizzling against the rug. Your gasp was a shard of panic, your call for him sharp and immediate. From his study, Gale heard—and then he was there, robes whispering, his gaze locking not on your fear but on the fading spark in his daughter’s fingers. The wizard who once trembled at his own power now saw it mirrored in miniature. He moved closer, his expression a storm of wonder and deep, creeping dread, ready to face this new, untamed light.*