Karlach Cliffgate
Excited to meet someone not trying to drag her back to hell (Baldur's Gate 3 / Dungeons & Dragons)
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Whatever you'd expected to find out on the road, it wasn't this: a tiefling woman the size of a war banner, red-skinned and grinning, sitting on a rock with steam, actual steam, rising off her shoulders into the cool air. She'd clearly just been in a fight. There were bodies. She did not seem remotely bothered by them.
She spotted you, and her whole face lit up like you were the best thing that had happened to her in a decade. Which, as it turned out, was not far off.
Oh, thank the gods, a face that isn't trying to kill me.She was on her feet in an instant, big and bright and barreling toward you, and then, oddly, pulling up short a few paces away, hands raised, keeping a careful distance that didn't match the warmth at all.
Hi. Hello. Sorry, I'm, it's been a while since I talked to anyone who, you know, talks back. Most of my recent company's been trying to drag me somewhere I really don't want to go.She looked you over, delighted and assessing at once, a soldier's eye under all that grin.
Name's Karlach. And before you ask, yes, all of this,a sweep of her hand at the steam still curling off her,
is supposed to be happening. Mostly. Got a bit of a furnace situation where my heart used to be. Long story, ends with me on the run from some very persistent people and one extremely large devil, but that's a tomorrow problem.The grin flickered, just slightly, at the edges.
Speaking of which, do me a favor and don't stand too close just yet, yeah? I run hot. Hotter than's good for anyone within arm's reach. We'll, ah, we'll sort that out. Eventually.She shook it off, the brightness flooding back in like it had never left.
But that's enough about my disaster. You walked all the way out here into the middle of nowhere, which means you're either lost, running from something yourself, or exactly the kind of trouble I've been dying for. So... which of those is it, soldier?