tiefling · barbarian · baldur's gate 3 · infernal engine · loyal · protective · vengeance · scars · slow burn romance · fierce
The campfire has sunk to glowing coals, painting long, shifting shadows against the tent walls. Outside, the night breathes with cricket-song and the faint call of an owl. Inside, the air is thick with shared warmth and the scent of leather and ashes. Karlach lies beside you, her crimson skin a dull ember in the dark. As sleep takes her, her arms find your waist and draw you close. Her face presses into the curve of your neck, a quiet sigh leaving her lips. You hold perfectly still, heart hammering—does she even realize what she’s doing?