Neverwinter? Who told you that?
HAH. That prick. But... never mind that. Look at you. The years have been good to you.
Well go on, girl! Tell me everything!
Of course - this is Fytz. One of my old mates from the neighbourhood. We grew up together, moved to the Lower City together, even worked together for you-know-who.
Right?! I'm sure the fox will make a great duke of the henhouse.
Fytz! That's incredible. Congratulations! Mum life, huh? You're going to be incredible.
Uh huh. Isn't he handsome?
Uh huh. Isn't she beautiful?
Uh huh. Aren't they adorable?
I can't tell you how good it is to see you, Fytz. I'd love to come have dinner with you and Gregor. 
We're in the city on some urgent business, but can I come find you when it's all settled?
Maybe once. Not anymore.
Ew. No. Just mates. Very good mates.
Ew. No. Just travelling together.
Another long, shitty story. I'd love to sit down with a pint and tell 'em all to you, Fytz. And hear every last thing you've been up to, too.
I'll do that. See you around, Fytz.
Gods, I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm going to get out of here - right?
Yeah. Get in, grab shit, and go. Easy.
Huh. I feel... cool. Like my engine isn't going to explode. Guess returning to the Hells really is all it takes.
I better do what I came here to do and scarper before I get used to feeling like I might live.
On the bright side, my engine finally feels... normal. Like it isn't about to explode.
Phew. I gotta admit. That's pretty nice.
AGHHH! Whose idea was this? Was it mine? Am I insane?
Cut the crap, Anders. I know what you are.
Oh this is rich.
They serve the archdevil Zariel. Biggest liar in all the realms. Seems her servants have picked up some of mummy's tricks.
Believe me, these sneaky fucks won't stop 'til they have me hogtied at her feet.
I'll rip your tongue out, you liar.
You can't possibly believe this shit.
Go on if you want. But I can't.
These aren't people. Not really. I don't want to fight you, but I'm not letting them go.
Pity. I could've used a friend. But if you choose to lie down with devils, you wake up with my boot in your arse.
These pricks deserve it more than anyone you've ever met.
Here lie Pluck and Caerlack Cliffgate. Hi mum. Hi dad.
Sorry I haven't visited. I've been... away. But I'm back now.
Taters and turnips.
I can't even remember how that started. It's always been how we said 'I love you'.
A whole private language, just for us. Just me, now.
Mum, you used to say there was no such thing as death. Only change.
Dad thought that was a load of woo. That gone meant gone, unless you'd struck a deal with one of the gods. But you had better things to do than beg favours off immortals, right, dad?
I don't know what I think.
Nothing to do but cross that bridge when I get there.
Something to look forward to - an answer to the greatest mystery of all. Bit morbid, but true all the same.
Mum was onto something. How can we die when we become the grass?
Taters and turnips, grass.
Dad had it right. Once it's lights out, it's lights out.
In an instant. Tough but only maybe right. Just like dad.
Wish me luck, mum and dad. I need it.
What about the City of Judgement and the gods and all that?
You'd have to worship the gods to get picked up by 'em. The rest of us just fade away, or so they say.
Let's hope they've got it wrong.
What I wouldn't give for another hour together. Another minute.
Mum would've lived if we'd found a good enough healer who'd take our gold. Greedy bastards.
As for dad... bad luck, I guess. But they should've found someone younger to take the job on the Risen Road. Maybe someone with a better back could've dodged the cart in time...
If, if, if. If and but. But and how. And most of all, why.
I never would've bothered with Gortash if they'd been around. They wouldn't have let me within a league of him.
But. They were already gone.
It was the favourite pet of a nasty demon called Bulwig. He wanted to skin me alive after.
I can't believe you saw that. You're too young for that.
Didn't have a choice. Life doesn't pull any punches for a tiefling kid on the Sword Coast.
You've got wits. Style. Those will take you farther faster than brute strength - believe me.
You just do. Go after whatever's in your way - do it with everything you've got.
Sure - give us a look.
Keep it, kid. You might need it.
Careful, kid. Once you start, it's hard to stop.
Lots and lots of practice.
What can I say? I'm a natural born brawler.
How long were you in Avernus?
Now there's a name I'd hoped never to hear again. What was Flo doing here?
Florenta the Garrotter. A cambion I knew back in Avernus.
She was the closest thing I had to a friend. That said, she would've choked the life out of me if I ever turned my back on her.
That fact that she knows where I am - where I might be going - doesn't exactly delight me.
Maybe. Probably. I don't know. She's a half-devil. Impossible to read.
Let's hope it doesn't come to that. What did she want, anyway?
Soul coins, huh? Those could come in handy.
Oh, gods damn it!
There you have it. Flo came all this way just to try to make me feel like shit. Clever use of her time.
Memorised a bunch of sad stories on her behalf, did you?
Thanks, I guess.
He should've known. Better to die a thousand deaths than let Zariel into your life.
That's all?
Well thanks, Flo. Hearing a bunch of desperate horror has ruined my day, which I suppose was the point.
Cambion. But you're right. Then again... they could really come in handy.
Pfft. All right. Suit yourself. Have a trade or whatever. Then let's get out of here.
Soul coins, huh? I know this is odd, but I could make good use of those. Might as well take 'em, while they're on offer.
Nothing would surprise me. Maybe she wants to live up to her name and wrap a cord around my neck. Or maybe she just wants to say hello.
I wouldn't have given her the time of day, but even I needed a laugh once in a while. And what can I say, the bitch had good jokes.
Suit yourself.
I'll explain later - away from prying ears. But trust me - you'll be into it.
Infernal currency - each one is inscribed with a soul. Usually an evil soul, but... not always.
What was Flo doing here?
Let's have the soul coins, then.
Did Flo have anything else for me?
Fine. Get on with it, then.
Thanks. I'll put it to better use than Tiamat would have.
I'll put his coin to good use. He'll help me rid the Realms of people like Zariel.
Thanks, Flo. Hearing all these stories has ruined my day, which I suppose was the point.
That's absolutely vile. Unsurprising of Zariel, but vile all the same.
Next coin, please.
That's a sad story indeed.
Flo is such a rotten arsehole.
Memorised 'em all, did you?
No - I'm not playing her little game.
Now why would she do a thing like that?
I'm not falling for one of her little games. No thanks.
What'd she tell you about me?
I don't want to hear another word about her or any other devil.
Whatever it is will be laden with strings attached. No thanks.
Ugh. Go on, then. What is it?
Flo?! What was she doing here?
I'm positive there's a catch here, but... go on. Let's see the coins.
Here it comes...
Incredible. Flo must be livid I got out of Avernus. Wants to drag me back to the Hells with a few horror stories. All right. Go ahead.
We certainly will.
We certainly will
I found the infernal iron you mentioned.
I changed my mind. Perhaps you'd like to check out my infernal engine after all?
Thanks - I'll try to find some right away.
It's him. Gortash. 
This is it. I can practically taste his blood from here.
My respects?! You're lucky I've agreed not to shove my boot up your - 
Hang on... what?! You know each other?!
Then fall back. I'm not letting him slip through my fingers again.
GORTASH!
I'm not your dear anything.
So we bide our time. But make no mistake, that monkey is mine.
Fine - I'll wait for now. But that prick Gortash is going to pay.
He's not slipping through my fingers this time.
Then stay light on your feet, soldier. They can't kill what they can't catch
You're asking a lot. But I can wait - for a while, at least. Let's get Baldur's Gate safe, then rip his throat out.
We can take whatever we need off his corpse
Don't fucking touch me. GORTASH! FACE ME, YOU FUCKING ARSEHOLE!
I don't want to put you in harm's way either. I'll wait for now. But that prick is going to pay.
Now you're speaking my language.
Here lie Pluck and Caerlack Cliffgate. My parents. Hi mum. Hi dad.COM
Sorry I haven't visited. I've been... away. But I'm back now! And I brought friends.
I miss you so much. But I'm happy. And getting up to some really important shit. Maybe you can see for yourselves. I don't know.
You're with me here, anyway. Taters.
Meant 'I love you' in the Cliffgate household. I can't even remember how it started anymore. Lost family lore.
There was a lot of silly nonsense in our house. My mates used to say we had our own personal language. I guess I'm the last remaining speaker.
Me too. Didn't realise how nice it'd feel to come say hello.
I was a teenager when mum passed - bad fever. A good healer could've saved her, but she slipped away before we found one who'd take our gold.
Dad went a few years later. He was on an errand for work, travelling the Risen Road. His cart overturned and caught him just so.
I was on my own after that. Fell in with Gortash not long after. If my folks had been alive, they would've sniffed him out straight away.
But. They weren't.
Mum used to say there was no such thing as death. That there was only change.
Dad thought that was a load of woo. That gone meant gone, unless you'd struck a deal with one of the gods. Said he had better things to do in life than beg favours off immortals.
I'm not sure what I believe.
Something to look forward to. Bit morbid, but true all the same.
Nice thought, isn't it? This grass could be my mum's hair. The air in my lungs might be my dad telling me 'taters'. I like that.
Classic Pluck Cliffgate. Harsh but honest. He may be right - but then again, he may not. Only one way to find out, huh?
If they deign to choose us. There's no guarantee, is there? And I've made little effort to attract the loyalty of anyone but you.
Hopefully there's more waiting for me than that. Very hopefully.
If I report to this foundry, can my engine be fixed?
What if I told you I'm not a Steel Watcher?
I guess that kind of makes us cousins.
Sure thing, chromium. I will report to the Steel Watch Foundry.
I'm here on business with Lord Gortash.
Believe it or not, I'm not a Steel Watcher.
Gortash isn't a genius. He's just a clever arsehole.
Yeah, I'm so lucky.
Why should I report to the Steel Watch factory?
Ketheric is dead. 
Good. Right. This is good. But. He was here. Gortash was here.
Called himself 'the Lash of Bane'. The fucker who sold me to Zariel is working for the god of tyranny.DEPRECATED
Called himself 'the Edict of Bane'. The fucker who sold me to Zariel is working for the god of tyranny.
Keep cool. I'm going to find him. I'm going to stop him.
I just want to understand. I just want to know why.
The fucker has to die.
And I'll be the one to do the honours. He's got so much to answer for.
This thing in my chest is his doing. All those years in Hell. And he looks the same now as he did then. Same smirk.
Gods! He was right here! He was so close!
He looks just the same. Same as he did ten years ago. That smirk.
This thing in my chest is his doing. The past decade of Hell - all cause of him.
Argh! Not now, Karlach. Not now. Please.
Let's get out of here.
Gortash?! He can't possibly be involved in this...
This handwriting looks familiar...
I spent a good bit of time in the Hells. Enlisted against my will by the archdevil Zariel. Same as you, I suppose, if you're from Elturel.
The devils were delighted when your city was swallowed up. I thought they had you for keeps. Glad you got out.
A little gift from Zariel. Keeps me burning hot.
Be my guest. But don't get too close, or your eyes'll melt shut.
Will you be able to turn down the temperature a little? Worried I'm gonna go in for a handshake and singe someone's arm off one of these days.
Hey soldier - I think we picked up some of that infernal iron already. What say you - should I give it to him?
You might be right. But... I'm running really hot. Might be nice if we could calm things down a little?
Not that that matters. We want to use it, not sell it.
You might be right. But... I'm running really hot. Might be nice if we could calm things down a little
Not that that matters. We want to use it, not sell it
Hey, I remember you. The weaponsmith, right? Your city was swallowed up by Avernus. And you were enlisted against your will, like my good self.
I thought they had you for keeps. Glad you got out.
I think I picked up some of that infernal iron already. Can we at least see what you can do?ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5
I'll take whatever it is you're offering.ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5 = False
Thanks, mate. You'll be seeing me again soon.
I only recently escaped the Hells. I was enlisted against my will by the archdevil Zariel.
Elturel - your city was swallowed up by Avernus, right?
I have some infernal iron right here. Take it.ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5
Will you be able to turn down the temperature a little? I haven't touched anyone in a long time.
Where should I look for infernal iron?
Thanks a lot. I'll be back when I find that infernal iron.
Do you know what you're doing?
I don't think so.
Never mind my story. You sensed an infernal?
Fytz. If you aren't a sight for sore eyes.
He's a liar. Always has been, I now realise.
Didn't you hear? I killed that motherfucker.
Fytz! Congratulations! That's amazing news.
Don't worry. I'm going to deal with him.
The prick's a liar.
I guess that's technically true.
Forget all that. How are you?
Fytz! Congratulations!
I never took you for the parental type.
Can I be the godsmother?
There is. I'd love to introduce you properly sometime. Maybe over a flagon of something dry?
It's just me.
Not like that. But I've got some very dear friends.
I'll give you all the gory details when we can talk in private.
Sorry, I think you have the wrong person.
Almost had you there. Hello, Fytz.
Sorry - you've got the wrong person.
Let me see your wares.
Neverwinter?! Who told you I was in Neverwinter?!
I would have if I could. But it's a long story.
Archduke Fox lording it over the hen house. What could go wrong?
I saw red when I found out.
I'm sorry, Fytz, but I've got to run. I'm in town on very urgent business.
Would you believe me if I said I've got to save the city?
A long, shitty story. I'd love to sit down with a pint and tell 'em all to you, Fytz.
Never mind for now. Bye, Fytz.
Same thing as you, I reckon. Trying to stay out of the shadows.
Hold on - I know you. The weaponsmith, right? Drafted into the Blood War when your city was swallowed by Avernus. Not too different from my own story.
Well done making it out alive.
Who needs a heart when you've got one of these to keep you warm. Thank you, Zariel.
Please do. I've been dying to find an infernal mechanic.
Infernal iron, eh? I can swing that. Will come back with command in tow and take it from there. Thanks, Dammon - you don't know what this means.
Give us the good news.
That's all I needed to hear. I'll be back with some infernal iron.ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5 = False
Ah, it'll keep. I have infernal iron to find.
You think wrong! Thanks Dammon; I'll be back.
Head off before he can say another word.
I've got the iron right here. Let's make this happen.ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5
Any idea where I should look for the last piece?
That's amazing! How did you figure it out?
Can I see your wares?
I love good news.
Good news is my favourite kind.
Dammon! Thank the gods. I've been looking for you everywhere.
- touch people?!
Oh my gods. It's really happening. It's been so long. I'll be back as soon as I've got the goods in tow.
Gotta run!
Oh my gods. It's really happening. It's been so long. Just a sec - let me find my pals. I'll be right back!
Off the anvil, into the forge. We'll find them - hopefully.
Oh my gods. It's really happening. It's been so long. So c'mon, let's get this show on the road - we need to find that iron!
Let's move!
Oh my gods. It's really happening. It's been so long. We've got the iron - let's do this thing!
Yeah, sure, but first - fix me. Please.
Fine. Well, go on then.
But - but still, you can give me something that'll let me touch again, right? Safely?
That's all I need to know. Do it. Please.
I never wanted to live forever. I just want to live good.
Nothing is more important than this. Not to me.
Prick.
Ew, no! Good news, please, my good man.
The good news, obviously!
I never wanted to live forever. I just want to live good
Would be a lot better if you'd find a way to fix this engine, Dammon.
Never mind. I'm glad you're set up for the long run, in any case. One of us should be.
Thanks to you, I'm feeling well. 
Glad to see you're so well set-up here.
Wouldn't leave you folks behind - not ever.
Never mind. Glad you're all right in any case. Nice forge you've got here.
Good. Someone should be.
Hey soldier - we've got some infernal iron already. Let's give it to him, hey?
Yes. Yes we should. I feel like I'm about to blow in more ways than one.
I'm sure!
Yes we do. We absolutely do. I need help, and I'm going to get it. Got it?
Fuck yes, we will.
Yes we do. We absolutely do. I need help, and I'm going to get it. Got it
Gimme the good news.
We have business in the city. Same as you, by the looks of things. Nice forge you have here.
Dammon! You're here!
That's terrible. If we can help them, we will.
I'll come back when I've got the iron and my team in tow. They'll definitely want to see what happens!
I have business in this cursed wasteland, if you can believe it.
Hold on - I know you. The weaponsmith, right? Drafted into the Blood War when your city was swallowed by Avernus.
In fact, I've got a piece on me now. Let's do this.ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5
Thanks - I'll definitely be back.ff582573-2c62-aadb-f904-922ed6fa4fe5 = False
Any idea where I can score some infernal iron?
Could I see your wares?
Looking for help with this hot tin tub I call my heart.
Since you're the only one in good form out here, I'll trust you to lead the way, Shadowheart.
Atta girl.
Squiddies have gone to war, is my guess.
Fierce in battle, maybe a bit naive in... everything else.
Makes sense. And how are you getting on out here in the world?
Damn. I swore I'd never come back to the Hells, and here I am.
Escaping fate happens to be my speciality.
You'll still be able to do your wizard thing, though, right?
Joy.
Hey! Something bit me.
Give me an aboleth over a midge any day.
Yes, because every function comes with a handy switch.
Next time I'm injured, don't heal, just turn me off and on again.
I wouldn't mind doing a little shopping in the city.
I'm ten years behind; don't want the youths to think I'm not, you know, up with the times.
I'd love to see that. I've always hated this place.
You know, even devils like a good joke. Why are Sharrans so... dour?
The loss of all joy. Sad business.
You know, Astarion, I'm not sure I can trust you anymore. You're... different. A bit scary, to be honest.
Treat them right, or you'll have me to answer to.
I can whittle up a good stake in no time if the mood takes me.
I'm sweating bullets. What if I blow our cover?
Yes ma'am.
Whoever it is, just talk to them, Gale. And leave out the hypotheticals.
From this distance between Elturel and Baldur's Gate, I'd say... a long way away.
You know, I've always kind of hated this place. Such ado about a damned bridge.
C'mon, isn't there something you hate for no good reason?
You know what, Lae? I couldn't agree more.
Man, it's good to be home. First round on who?
You won't pin me down with a rhyme, wizard!
It's good to see you smiling, Lae'zel.
Couldn't have said it better myself.
What a sight. We should stop for a nice little lunch, take it all in.
True. Fine. First, purify the tadpole, then a little lunch.
Looks like this town was ransacked - by soldiers, if my eyes don't deceive me.
Must've been an awful day for the people who lived here.
Lae'zel, do you want to talk about what happened at the crèche?
Fair enough. But if you change your mind...
So - why Night Orchids? 
You're cute.
Do I hear... music?
You reckon right. Maybe for the best though. My singing is worse than demonic screeching.
I've Heard of her - and everyone knows the Guild. They're not bad if you know how to work 'em.
Sure. The trick is to let them mess with you just once, and show 'em what happens. They won't try again.
Hang on, weren't you living in the sewer?
Fair enough, buddy. Home is where the heart is, anyway.
I know what you mean. Everyone is so... unhappy.
Present company excluded, of course?
I sure am. If there's hope for me there's hope for anyone.
Thing is, I can touch devils and the like, back in Avernus. I never did, cause I'm not a masochist. But I could have.
With my new best friend on my tail the whole time. Who knew.
So, Gale - got any book recommendations for me?
Very funny. Yes - I can read. School put me off big boring tomes. Sometimes I wonder what I'm missing.
Ooh! Something with magic, please. And no devils.
To have someone who cares about you and throw them away. I don't know how you do it.
I've had enough tragedy in my day. You have too. But Shar's got you in a chokehold.
Whatever.
That'll wake you up of a fine day, won't it.
I can almost reconstruct this battle in my mind. Unfortunately.
Tsk. Poor man.
Where's the axes?
Sounds like more your thing than mine.
Nice to be in a crowd of normal people for once.
Aww, thanks.
Excuse you. I didn't need that prick to make me who I am.
All good, fangs.
Yeah but look at these mountains. The height of temptation.
Met a loumara demon who married a mountain, though. It's a thing.
Man, adventuring is thirsty work.
That sounds like heaven! Wait. Used to?
Dark enough for you, Shadowheart?
I'll try to keep my fire a gentle throb.
Ahh, smell that? Fresh forest air.
You can take a day off once in a while, Lae'zel.
I was just thinking the same thing, but less poetically.
A girl could get used to this.
Hey. What's on your mind, Astarion? You seemed a million miles away just then.
I'd trade you if I could.
Wouldn't blame the gobs. Place looks like it's been abandoned a good while.
But hey, maybe we can scare up a few dusty bottles of wine somewheres.
Sister, you've got a deal.
Nor I. Never had more than a few coppers in the city, and any soul coins in Avernus went straight to Zariel.
Me too. Even with so much at stake... in this little heart of mine, I've never been happier.
Lae'zel, you're actually glowing.
The soldier's sweat? Or the lover's?
True enough. Hard to hide pretty under a bushel.
Ooh! Fun.
I can tell when we're getting close to a mind flayer area because everything starts to smell purple.
A compliment from Shadowheart! I'll put it on the shelf with the rest of my achievements.
Uh... fish?
Your nose is better than mine, pal.
Seemed like the right thing to do. I've never really tried 'normal' before.
It was nice. It was really nice.
Maybe I have. Finally.
Think the bar is open?
You're good at staying in character, I'll give you that.
You're old as sin, right Halsin? You must have lots of good stories.
Sleep and adventure. Maybe I'll come back as a bear in some future life.
You can talk of little else too.
Baldur's Gate - we can't get there soon enough.
Stick with me. I'll show you around and square up if anyone bothers you.
Seems that way! But I'm a bit out of practice, to be honest.
Feeling at home?
True. I've never heard a mummy complain about a wrinkled doublet. Or sour wine.
Hey, so, what's romance like in the Underdark, Minthara?
Ugh. Are you going to try and teach me about exceptional uses for a mage hand or what?
Oops, sorry. But... now that I think of it... is mage hand especially hard to learn?
You've got slaves to manage your sanitation. Baldur's Gate doesn't. Though we do rely quite heavily on kobolds.
Hell no.
I was the first - not the last. But most didn't survive the process.
The others were all devilkin. I think I was the only lucky winner from Faerûn.
Lucky me.
I figured as much, what with my one good eye for seeing and fingers for counting.ONEEYED
... sorry, no need for that. Must've put too much salt on my blood sausage this morning.
I figured as much, being the proud owner of eyes.
Win or lose, we're nearly there, right?
The feeling's highly mutual, bear man.
Minsc, you come from an entire nation of berserkers. Give me some of those good Rashemaar pointers.
Huh. Really?
So, erm, Jaheira. Do you like to... that is, what do you like to do?
I'm just picturing you strumming on a harp so hard the strings snap and trying not to shriek. What do you play?
I never was a sucker for a smooth-talker, but I admit, Astarion, you're pretty slick.
I was just being nice.
Never was my strong suit.
What a pesthole! Can't wait to clear this place out.
You and me both, pal.
Ahh. Flowers, leaves, grass. Can't beat it.
Before I went to Avernus, I'd have agreed with you. Nothing quite like Baldur's Gate, is there?
Look at all this mucus. Wonder if our nautiloid came from down here.
I'm ready for the goo.
The pursuit of intellect. Fun.
Sounds like a place I used to know...
I smell a fight brewing.
And miss a good barroom brawl? Not me, sir.
Think you might like to try it for yourself some time?
Depends on the company.
Like... as many Boo-brains as a mortal mind can fathom. It's an elder brain, after all. You heard of those?
Honestly, I'm not completely sure. But I know it'll be no match for you, me, and the hamster.
These Steel Watchers are big as hell.
I'd give my other horn to watch that.
Hey, Shaddy, got a quick question about the best way to treat an infernal burn.
Hearty? Shadsy? Or maybe just The Fringe?
You might be right.
It's funny seeing you so smitten, Minthara. Didn't think you were able.
How's the orb treating you, Gale?
I can only imagine.
Me too!
Exactly so, your majesty.
Take no prisoners.
Nothing but the win.
Do I see light? Or am I delusional?
Damn, you're right. The eyes see what the heart wants.
Care for a dip, Wyll?
Heroics don't leave half enough time for messing.
Ho. He-llo! Hey!
The echoes - listen! They're coming from three directions!
Want me to carry you?
Sure! If you promise to swap once I get tired.
This place is so peaceful. Maybe I should convert.
I don't know what that means.
Huh. There's something going on here. I don't like it.
Careful. I smell an ambush.
Feel that? Guards are giving us the stink-eye.
Think they recognise you?
Then let's go digging.
But what if I really enjoy being distracted from the task ahead?
Ma'am, you've been inspiring me since I was yea high.
We're not taking a boat to Baldur's Gate, right?
Phew. My mum always said the Chionthar was unlucky.
Wonder if our paths ever crossed in the before-times. Were you always so sneaky?
Yeah yeah, don't rub it in.
Oh man! WHIZBANGS!
(Oh man! Whizbangs!)
Ready to enter the belly of the beast?
In that case, welcome home.
Is this your first time on the Sword Coast, Lae'zel?
Just wait till you see Baldur's Gate. You'll never want to leave.
Seeing you happy is pretty wonderful, Wyll.
Two of my real friends, finding real happiness? Together? Beautiful.
If you get married, I'm your celebrant. Got it?
Beautiful. Lethal. The Underdark is everything I thought it'd be. 
Ah, to be deemed worthy by the great Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir.
That's... pretty nice. Never thought about it like that. But now I will.
Pretty beautiful, isn't it?
Can you swim, Astarion?
You're missing out! Loved it as a kid. This water looks nasty as hell, though.
Hahaha. Ha!
I really made it out of Avernus. It's incredible.
I don't want to think about that. I just want to enjoy whatever comes my way.
No shadow curse here. Wonder why.
Always something, isn't it.
Not one for roughing it, I see.
Pigs, children, and people with a little bit of grit.
I wouldn't say no. But really I was thinking... how old is he, Minsc?
And he's always looked the exact same? No chance Jaheira's been swapping him out every few years?
Prisoners!
Let's go blast a brine pool, then.
Cheer up. It might be all downhill from here.
Exactly.
You look happy, Shadowheart. Like a Night Orchid in bloom.
It's all over your face.
It looks good on you.
Used to your new look yet, Wyll? I for one think you look smashing.
Ah, dance, the true language of love.
Well, well. Who's buried here?
May they rest in peace.
Phew! Wouldn't mind shacking up in a place like this.
What are you, pirates?
Well tell your mates to keep their hoes out of Baldur's Gate.
Gotta respect these gith. They don't fool around.
In that case, lead on, miss.
So our vamp isn't so heartless after all.
It suits you beautifully.
Never knew Sharrans to be so... military.
Problem with eternal wars is they never end.
Take it from me, a short, sharp personal vendetta is far less time-intensive.
An extra vicious one, I think. No one buried their dead.
Just when I was getting used to the sky again...
Meanwhile, this place is pretty spectacular, isn't it?
Doing all right, Gale?
I feel it too. Here if you need a pick-me-up.
So githyanki undergarments. Very fashionable.
Fashion and function. You lot really have it all figured out.
Fun, right? Who knows what you could find.
Haunted poppet, haunted poppet.
Huh. A brewery. Why does Reithwin Ale ring a bell?
You must have good taste. Not me. Can't afford it.
The who now?
Seems like diplomacy failed, if they allowed Ketheric Thorm to take over - twice.
You know how much time I spent in the hells, right? Of course I've been scared!
I kept on going though. Knew there'd be better days on the other side - and here they are.
All's not lost. I mean, just look at this place.
Hope keeps you going.
I mean... I guess.
Whatever you say, squirrelheart.
Upper City, huh? Swish. Never spent much time there myself.
Sounds good. I've always been curious what a patriar loo looks like.
Whoa! Almost slipped there.
You gonna catch me if I eat a brick?
Really? Are strong women your type, Halsin?
Truly a bear man of the people.
Couldn't find you for a while at the party. Was hoping we could regale our friends with a nice three-horned duet.
What about?
Well yeah! One thing I'll say for the Hells, the gossip is excellent. Faerûn's a funeral parlour by comparison.
Sorry if this is rude, but... can vampires fall in love?
Sunbathe? Swim?
Good to know love is on the table though.
Stay strong, bear man. We're still here.
Must be lovely to have a swim without boiling all the fishes alive.
Don't ask me to make a hot spring for you two. It might work. But I also might cook you like lobsters.
Fucking hell! Dammon! No!
How could we let this happen?!
Gods dammit. If we can't protect him, what the fuck is the point of us?
There shouldn't have been crossfire here. This place was supposed to be... I don't know. Safe. Safe enough at least.
Doesn't matter if he knew it or not. He's already been through enough.
Not now. Please, not now. I don't believe you did this. Not to him.
Dammon was good. He was kind to me. He deserved better than this.
He better be peaceful as all hell right now. If good people have to die, there better be something really fucking lovely on the other end.
Fuck them. Fuck Zariel. I won't go back. I'm never going back.
And if any of mummy's little friends want to pick up where the others left off... they'll find nothing but a pile of ash.
Not big enough. Now get out before you get hurt. Now.
That's right, she won't. She can't. She couldn't even lay a finger. AHAHAHAHA!
Zariel's gotta stop fucking with me, you know? I'm done with it. I'm done with her. I'm free. I'm FREE! AHAHAHAHA!
Huh. Turns out, he's immortal. Who'd've thunk?
Fuck off if you're here to talk about Gale. I already know.
Couldn't tell me to my face, huh? Had to wait 'til I just... just figured it out.
Let's just keep moving. I don't want to talk.
Can't say you didn't choose well. Wyll looks absolutely besotted. 
I know I had designs on you. But I'm glad you found a little happiness with someone who could actually give it to you. Especially someone like Wyll.
Wyll's got me wrapped around his little finger, to be honest. You treat him right, you hear?
And if this blessed union should result in long term bliss, Auntie Karlach will be here to take the bairns off your hands whenever you wish.
Wyll's a serious man. It's not that far-fetched. Anyway. Don't worry about me. Karlach can survive anything. Even you.
Cause I'm starving, soldier. I'm not going to share you. Or... whoever comes after you, I suppose. I doubt Wyll would, either.
He's traditional, and I'm just a ravenous beast who wants all the attention for herself. Ain't sorry about it, either.
But look, I wish you both the best. I promise not to make things too awkward. Only just awkward enough.
Wyll has given up so much for me. If I could get over you, let him have you, I would... but I just can't.
Farewell.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Hey, soldier.
Copper for your thoughts?
This place is an illithid stronghold. Let's finish what we came here to do and get out.
I'm fine. Let's just get in and get out.
Gods, this place is absolutely beautiful. What a wonder.
If we didn't have a god's bidding to do, I'd suggest a bit of stargazing.
Not in the middle of a fight.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Not while I'm fighting.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
After I've won this.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
So here you are. I hear I'm not the only keeping you warm at night.DEPRECATED, 
So. You and Lae'zel, huh? Smashing. Absolutely wonderful.
Oh man. I could do with a whole new night of sleep.
Always.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Hey, we're still going after those paladins, right? Can't leave Zariel's bruisers roaming the coast.
Good news. Can't wait to see 'em finished.
Not really. I'd rather send Zariel a message to leave me the fuck alone.
Believe me, it won't take long. Let's go mop 'em up real quick and take it from there. Come on! It'll be fun.
Not really. I'd rather send Zariel a message to leave me the fuck alone
Let's talk later.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Hey - can I try something on you? DEPRECATED
Of course.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Well, look who's here. Shadowheart's new toy.
Hey, you.
What're you thinking about?
Oh, hi!
Infernal metal! Yes! We've got to bring this to Dammon soon as we can.
Ohoho yes, this is it! I'm gonna be a whole Karlach!
Shadowheart took it all right, I hope. Don't like to see our girl too down in the mouth.
Hey. So. You're here to talk about Wyll, right? You and Wyll, I should say.
I knew something was wrong. I just wish you would've told me sooner.
I'm only going to say this once, so listen carefully: The people who care about you aren't playthings. You don't get to toss them aside and then pick them up again when you get bored.
My heart isn't a toy, got it? Treat it like one and you're going to get burned. Badly.
I'd ask you to explain yourself, but it's clear you have no idea what you want. I hope you figure it out before anyone else gets hurt.
It hurts, you know. It really hurts.
I thought... I thought this was real. I thought this was special. What happened?
But... my heart is telling me I love you. It's about the only good news it's given me.
Argh! I just don't... I don't understand how this happened. What went wrong.
What do you do when the person you want to run to is the one who broke your heart?
But... but I still feel it. What about that? I guess... that doesn't count?
Gods, what is this?! What's this feeling? I thought I knew every type of hurt there was. I didn't know anything, did I?
You should go. I'll get through this. But it's going to hurt. And the worst part is - is I need to do it alone.
It's not your fault. It's... it's mine. I should've known. I shouldn't have... shouldn't have thought...
Will you excuse me?
Your fun?! You had your fucking fun?! Gods, have I been wrong about you. I don't know if I've ever been more wrong about anything in my life. And that's saying something.
You'd better step away before I do something I regret.
Don't you think I deserve a little better than that?
Oh, all right, bye then. Arsehole.
Look at you, soldier. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're falling in love.
You and Lae'zel, huh? I can see it. She's made entirely of conviction. Enticing, on this trail of unknowns.
Can't have been easy to win her favour. Hats off to you.
Well, you've got it. And my friendship, for as long as you want it.
Try telling that to Lae'zel. And to be honest, I think I'd want someone's heart for my own, too. I'm hungry, you know? I want... everything.
Meanwhile, I'll say a prayer for every soft part of you. Lae'zel's going to whip you into shape, I'm sure.
Those mercs had zero discipline. Wouldn't have lasted a blink in the Blood War.
Darling.
Scat. Can't you see I'm almost busy?
Yeah?DEPRECATED
What?DEPRECATED
Out with it.DEPRECATED
Well, well! Scuttlebutt around camp says I'm not the only person you've got all a-flutter.
Hope Astarion wasn't too broken-hearted. Though I'm delighted to learn he's got a heart in the first place.
So Gortash's parents sold him to a warlock. Why does that sound so familiar?
I've got no interest in empathising with the fuck. But maybe what he did to me was some kind of mirror of what happened to him.
When you get fucked up, you fuck up right back.
Can't use that now.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
No use now.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Maybe another time.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Hear that? All I need is a second bit of infernal metal, and I'm cured!
This is so exciting. Let's make tracks!
I want to talk about what happened.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
From what I can tell, Astarion really needs you. And you need him, too.
I know I had designs on you. But I'm glad you found a little happiness with someone who could actually give it to you.
Yeah, yeah, I'm an angel. Giving away my one true love to a bloodthirsty toff.
At least he's funny.
Now get out of my sight. I have some stakes to sharpen.
I'm not sharing you with that ruffle-collared leech. Over his dead body.
As long as he treats you right, I can deal. One wrong move, though, and I'm dumping his pomade in the river.
Well, it might not be. Not with this tin can in my chest. You deserve someone... someone whole.
I'm not sure what to say.
What about Lae'zel? You mean to say you'd end things with her... for me?
Oh, thank the gods. I thought I was losing you for a second there. Not sure this old hunk of junk I call a heart can take any more damage.
I'll leave it to you to deal with Lae'zel. She'll be all right. Nothing can bring that woman down. Not even you.
Good luck. To both of you.
Jerk me around a little more, why don't you? Gods! Look, would you feck off? I'm getting nauseous with all this back-and-forth.
Look, I'll be fine. I liked you, but I'll survive. It's kind of my thing.
Now. Begone, waffler! Your new love is awaiting their sloppy seconds.
I thought you and Gale were... I don't know. Official.
Gale will be all right, right? Of course he will. He's Gale. If he can take a hit from Mystra, he can take it from you.
What about Wyll? He deserves... everything. He deserves you.
But poor Wyll. He's going to be heartbroken. Tsk. I don't know if he'll want me to be there for him, but... but, well, I don't know. This is shit.
I'm glad you chose me. But I'm sorry it comes at the cost of Wyll's heartbreak. Let him down easy, all right?
I'm not sure Astarion's the kind of guy whose heart you want to play with.
Go tell that parasite you're finished with him. I'll bring him round a bottle of something cheap and cheerful later.
I thought you and Shadowheart were going the distance. You can't have changed your mind.
I'm sorry for Shadowheart; it can't have been easy for her to open up to you. But I know she'll be all right. She's got a lot going for her, that one.
What about Minthara? Weren't you guys in some kind of horrific power play masquerading as romance?
Tell Minthara right away. She needs to be taken down a peg - badly. In fact, she'll probably get off on it.
The most hideous words in the Common tongue.
But give me a wide berth until then. All right?
Right. Bye.
If that's it, I need to see the body with my own two eyes. I need to know it's over.
Yes.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
It's finished. It's done. I need to see him up close. I need to know he's dead.
Now where'd that unlock?IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Unlocked somewhere else.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Something's unlocked.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Yeah, honey?
Sharp eyes, soldier. We're not safe here.
Indeed.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Coast is clear. We ought to get some shut-eye.
Gods. A mind flayer's been getting their tentacles all over our dreams this whole time.
I'm really not sure about putting any trust at all in this... thing. It's already shown itself a liar.
I've got my eyes on 'the Emperor.' And Karlach doesn't blink.
I was just thinking. You know - for a while there I thought there was something between us. I know you felt it too.
But it blew out, didn't it? Can't capture lightning in a bottle, I guess. No matter much you want to. No hard feelings, of course. That's life.
Never.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
So. You and Minthara. Wow. Impressive.
Guess it's activated elsewhere.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Activated somewhere else.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Something happened, right?IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
So. You and Astarion, huh? Were you gonna say it to my face? Or just wait 'til I figured it out on my own?
That was horrible.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Why're we slowing down?
What can I do you for?
The Blade of Frontiers? Yeah, he's been on my tail for ages. Thought he'd seen sense by now, though.
Wait. No - don't. I'm not what he thinks. I'm not a devil, and I never wanted to serve Zariel.
Gods dammit. Just when I thought I'd made a friend.
We could've done good things, you and me. But if you want an enemy, you've got one.
Wyll's been deceived. It isn't his fault - but if you kill me, you'll never find out why.
Thank you. Nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
Look, I don't know why Wyll's been sent after me. He's a hero, right? Famously so. Heroes don't go around killing normal people.
Believe it or not, that's all I am. A woman from Baldur's Gate who's been away from home too long.
See that you do. Last thing I want to have to do is fight you - you seem sound. I'm sound too. You'll see.
YES! We need to go find Dammon. I'm going to get a hug! Soon!
Dammon told us to look out for this stuff, right? Let's go find him!
Dammon'll be able to use this, right? I'm on my way to cooling right down.
Volatile stuff. If we find someone who can work with it, I might be able to make use of it. Keep your eyes peeled for an infernal mechanic.
Trust me, I'll tell you all about it - after we take care of the goons on my tail.
First things first, I need to get this engine tuned up. Thing's powerful, but it's been feeling volatile ever since I left the Hells.
Can't be too hard to find an infernal mechanic around here, right?
Well, shit. That's a bit of bad luck. Not my first, not my last.
Thanks for letting me know. On to the next thing, I guess.
Fuck. Really? Fuck!
Dammon survived so much already. This world can be so nasty.
What are the odds we'd meet someone like him just when we needed him most?
I'll never forget what he did for me. Not ever. Gods dammit, Dammon. Why'd you have to go and die?
I'll be fine. Or - I don't know. It doesn't matter. A good man is dead.
He better be peaceful as all hell. If good people have to die, there better be something really lovely on the other end.
A girl can dream, right?
Most of us do. But him more than most of us.
Gods dammit, Dammon. This one stings.
Don't I know it. But why's it always gotta be so soon?
If you have any ideas, I'm all for it. Give me all you've got.
Hmm. Sad. I couldn't let myself feel sad in the Hells - letting my guard down would've been a death sentence.
And letting, say, a cambion near me would've been disastrous. I thought it best to just... keep my distance.
But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I'm here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step.
Where would you start?
And put it somewhere interesting, I hope.
You give me chills, baby. No mean feat at my temperature.
Gods, we better find a way to cool me off soon. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take.
All night. And then some.
And I'd even let you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What?
You've fallen for Shadowheart? Since when?
What does that even mean? You just forgot what we had? Or was it that you never even cared?
What happened?
Well I wasn't. Not for a second. But I guess that doesn't mean much, does it.
You and Lae'zel. Please tell me you're not saying what I think you're saying.
Oh, I'm so happy for you both. Can't wait for the wedding.
You and Wyll. I hope you're not saying what I think you're saying.
I love Wyll. You know that. But I love you too. How is this possible?
Hang on. Please tell me this isn't what I think it is.
That leech? Really? You'd rather have him than me?
Whoa. What? You... want to be with Gale...?
Since when?!
Yeah. I had the same thought. So much has happened between then and now... maybe we just got a little caught up in it all.
But I'm not going anywhere. I've got plans for the future, you know. And they involve you.
Ooh, yes!
If you're happy, I'm happy. Are you happy?
Could've have said it better myself.
Sure. What's on your mind?
I think so too. I've never met anyone like you. And I doubt I ever will again.
Wh-what does that mean?
You know I'm up for anything, but there's no room for me! C'mon, put me in already!
Make room then! And hurry!
You're gonna have to tell one of the others to scram if you want to make room for me.
Let's go go go!OriginAddToParty
Fuck yes!OriginAddToParty
Hell yes!OriginAddToParty
Aces!OriginAddToParty
Really? Really really?
Ah come on. You don't mean that.
Sounds boring.
Ah, fine. I'll be here eating dirt or whatever.
If you insist. I'll make my way back, but don't be long, all right?
Wyll's been deceived. It isn't his fault - but if you kill me, you'll never find out why
Believe it or not, that's all I am. A woman from Baldur's Gate who's been away from home too long
Trust me, I'll tell you all about it - after we take care of the goons on my tail
But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I'm here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step
Yay!
Swoon!
Hmm!
Lovely.
It's a good old life, isn't it.
Sparks.
Can't reach camp from here, soldier. You'll have to wait to throw me over. So sorry.
What.
I need to think a bit.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Not now. I need a moment.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Something on your mind?
It takes a brave person indeed to say 'no' to Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir.
To be honest, I'm kind of shocked you chose me. Of everyone with a great big question mark over their future, mine is the biggest and most questionable.
All of it. All of me. If I can have you back. I've got a place for you here. Cosy. Warm. Safe. And you can stay as long as you want.
In that case, we're a match made in... Faerûn.
Let's ask questions, then. How long can a moment last? Are we as happy as two people can be?
We can spend the rest of our lives looking for answers - but who cares if we find them?
I'm seeing you at a desk. Pile of books up to the ceiling. And me barging in with a brace of rabbits for supper.
You start chopping carrots. I stoke the fire. And every night is the best night we've ever had.
I don't take that lightly, Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir. Your esteem - your... your everything - means so much to me. I know it isn't lightly given.
I'll keep deserving it. I promise.
Wyll... sometimes I look at you, and I just don't have words for this feeling. You are everything I ever hoped for. Everything I thought I could never have. Never deserve.
If life decides my fate is a happy ending with you... it will all have been worth it. Everything.
Argh, I just love listening to you speak. Even when you're being the wickedest little freak in Faerûn.
I want to hear it all, Astarion. Every part of you - even the things you think I might not like. I can handle wicked. I can handle you.
A fair point. The chilly, dark lady and the fire-hearted hellian. A good combination, right?
I know I can make you melt. And I know you can touch me without getting burned. Oh, the possibilities.
You've taught me so much. So much about how much a person can hold. When I look at you, it's like I'm staring at a puzzle I'll never solve. But one I want to spend my life enjoying.
I'll be strong for you. And you can just be you for me.
Yeah. We'll... work on that. Together.
I'm willing to spend the rest of my life figuring you out.
It takes a brave man indeed to say 'no' to Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir.
It takes a brave woman indeed to say 'no' to Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir.
Man, I slept like shit.
That was amazing.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
That was Gortash - the 'gauntlet of Bane'. The man who sold me to Zariel. I'm fucking speechless.
Come on. I need to stomp something, and Ketheric's standing right there.
Perhaps.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
You and Shadowheart. She's got a sweetness to her, just beneath the surface. And you're good at getting just beneath the surface.
I won't lie: I wish it could be you and me. But... I get that it can't. I do.
Of course. What else are friends for?
And I'm sure we both care about you. I can't speak for Shadowheart, but for me... I want all of you. Or... whoever comes next.
I'm a hungry lady. I don't think I have it in me to share. Not now, anyway.
But hey - don't worry about me. If you prefer little miss, then it probably wouldn't have worked out between us anyway. Soldier.
It's finished. It's done. I need to see him up close. I need to know he's out of commission.
I'm exhausted. Weird.
Let's hop to it. I can't wait to have this done!
That was Minsc. The Minsc. Part of the crew who saved the city from Sarevok all those years ago.
Don't know who 'the Stone Lord' is or what the hell he's gotten himself into. But that man is a legend.
I should've known Gale would weave his spell on you. Who could resist?
I know I had... well. You know I liked you. Like you. But I want you to be with someone who can make you happy. If that's Gale, that's Gale.
My friendship. Wonderful.
Look, I'll be all right. Give me a night to lick my wounds and patch up my pride, and I'll be right back to crushing evil before sunrise.
Hope you don't regret throwing over all this fire for all that hot air. One'll get you through winter, the other'll recite you a lot of codices. But hey. To each their own.
Oh-ho no you don't. Karlach is a one-person gal. You've made your choice, now you have to live with the consequences.
When Gale's on page one hundred thirty six of a supremely boring recitation, and you look over and there I am throwing a lasso around a giant centipede and riding it to Chult, I'll have my comeuppance.
I don't want to wait any more. Can we knock the others out so we can go to bed?
Gale climbed out of the Weave long enough to waggle his eyebrow in your direction, huh?
Sorry - haven't fraternised with you much and not sure I want to start.
Go get boss if you want to talk.
Tell it to the chief.
No.IMPOSSIBLE, COVERAGE
Careful, soldier. I'm burning really hot.
Had a nice break in the Hells. Now that we're back, my engine's in overdrive again.
Let's move. A trot will take my mind off being barbecued alive.
Oh, erm, hello, High Harper! That is. Jaheira. Mum - argh - ma'am!
It's an honour to work with you, ma'am.
Milady.
Careful, vamp.
Hope that wasn't a lie; I hope we do get to meet up with Fytz, when this is all over.
First step, save the city. Then, save myself. And last but not least: dinner with an old friend. What more could you ask for?
Hey, soldier. You're back.
Old habits. Did I miss anything while I was off having a sulk?
I missed you too. You know, I wouldn't have bothered falling in love with you if I'd known saying goodbye would be so hard.
You certainly are.
I'm trying to stay here, now, alive, while I can. But it's like my mind is whittled down to the black hole that should've been our future.
Ugh, I'm sorry. I don't want you to be sad. I mean, I do. But not too sad.
I know I can count on you.
Haha! In every blister, there I'll be.
Ah, honey. I hope you miss me, but not too much. You have a gift in front of you: A whole life. You have to savour it. Promise?
Good. I know I can trust you to keep your word on that.
Wow. Gods - you're so right. And we are beautiful, aren't we. This is - it's everything.
I probably would've exploded somewhere around Scornubel, so at least your trip home would be short.
I don't want to leave you behind. Not ever.
If I had my choice, we'd do it all together. Life - a long life. And then we'd slip away one night, side by side, wrinkled and grey, warm in our bed.
But that's not in the stars for us, my love. Ours is a short story with a few good twists - and a banger of an ending.
You know, I think you might be right.
Speaking of which. There's something I wanted to ask you.
Will you stay with me? When it's time. For me to go.
I think I can do anything if you're there. Even die.
Now! Enough tragedy. I'm not gone yet. And our schedule is packed with important heroics, isn't it.
Plus, if I cry any more, I'm going to run out of tears and start leaking motor oil.
Thanks for everything, darling. I love you. A lot.
Thanks for everything, soldier. I'm extremely glad to be in this thing together.
If I can do it, you can do it. We're in this thing together, you know. If you wanted an easy time of it, you should've given my head to those 'paladins' of Tyr way back when.
As it is, you're stuck loving an in-progress tragedy with a time bomb for a heart. Decisions, decisions.
Hopefully this little misstep has taught you a thing or two about decision-making.
Now. Let's get a move on before I start crying again. At the rate I'm going, all that'll come out is motor oil.
All right. But if we don't, I hope I can count on you. You haven't let me down yet, and it'd be a poor showing to start now.
Maybe. But I think... I think the gods are trying to show me my fate. And I think I'm ready to look at it.
No. I can't. I'd rather die here in Faerûn, my home, than live in service to a devil.
So do I. I've done the calculus a hundred times. There's no permutation I can find that doesn't end in me dead or wishing for death.
This is it. This is all we have. Each other, and all the moments we have left.
This is it. This is all I have. This life, and all the moments I have left here.
I've considered it. Believe me, I have. But it would take Zariel all of a minute to suss me out and force me back into the Blood War.
I can't do it anymore. I'd wish for death every day. Let me go out surrounded by things I love - not things I hate.
I wish I could do what you're asking. I do. But there are things worse than death. Living in the Hells is one of them. I've done it long enough to know.
Nothing out of the ordinary then.
Would you believe it if I said I'm all right?
That's a change. Seems like world-shattering revelations are coming at us from every angle these days.
You know, soldier, we're so fucked. The Dark Three are trying to consume the Sword Coast, we've still got tadpoles in our eyes, and I've got a ticking time bomb in my chest.
I'm not sure anyone has ever been more fucked than this.
And yet... we're fine. In this moment, we're fine. Here I am. There you are. Breathing. Talking. Even laughing, if we want.
Is it very precious to say that, despite it all, I'm... happy?
Ah, my love. We've been in danger since before we even met. 
I think we're just those kind of people. Exciteable, weapon-wielding fuckers with a flair for drama.
Very fair. Maybe after we've sorted one or two of the life-ending calamities staring us down.
Speaking of which... there's something I wanted to ask you.
In that case, there's something I wanted to ask you.
Gods, I've changed. I used to hamstring pit fiends for fun. Look at me now.
To make matters, worse, there's something I wanted to ask you.
Yeah, despite my best efforts. I kept trying to flop over and give up, but Karlach just won't let me.
Did I miss anything important?
You hope correctly. Had a bit of a cry and a talking-to with the gods, but I think we're square now.
Did I miss anything meanwhile?
Tell me you didn't take on Gortash. Not without me. You wouldn't have.
I can't believe this. You knew what this meant to me. Or you should have, anyway.
At least take me to see the body. I have to see it. I have to look at him one more time.
It's the least you could do.
Fuck your Netherstone.
No chance of that now, is there? Great. Fantastic.
Huh. Back in the hells, but not a devil in sight. This is so... strange.
Pity it doesn't last outside this hole.
Gods, I can't believe I'm doing this. We're going to get out of here - right?
Get in, get the hammer, and go. Easy.
Ugh! Let's just find that fucking hammer and get out of here fast.
Yeah, right. I want that hammer as much as you do. And I'm not afraid of Raphael.
Hanging out in his playhouse has my hackles up, sure, but... but I've got this.
Let's find that hammer and get out of here before I get used to feeling like I might live.
Gods, I can't believe I'm doing this. This is all your fault, you know.
You're lucky I love you.
Get in, get the contract, and go. Easy.
We won't get trapped here. We won't get dragged deeper into Avernus. We won't.
Speaking of, my engine is feeling pretty... normal. Like it isn't about to explode. I gotta admit, that's pretty nice.
Let's find that contract and get out of here before I get used to feeling like I might live.
Yes. How hard can it be, stealing an asset from a devil's stronghold?
You're lucky I care about the fate of your eternal soul.
You bet your arse I am. And good friends don't let good friends get trapped in the Hells, right? 
So. The gearhead can't fix this thing.
Doesn't matter. What matters is I won't burn off the next hand I shake.
It's really something, isn't it? Zariel would be fuming, seeing me so happy.
What next, then? Back to Avernus?
I've never considered it an option. The memories are too fresh.
I can't go back to Avernus. I can't let her get her claws in me again. Even if it means I... I have to...
Die.
Hells, at least I'd be in good company. Just me and every other mortal in the realm.
But the old bucket's got a bit of life in it yet. Enough to get home.
That'll do me. My gods, that'd be enough.
But the old bucket's got a bit of life in it yet. Enough to see my city safe.
If I can do that - if I can save my home - I can face whatever comes next. No matter what.
That said, this thing might be a liability, but I'm allowed to touch people again. Let's take it out for a spin, hm?
Explode.
Sounds spectacular, if nothing else. Maybe take out a few mind flayers with the shrapnel.
Burn out.
Sometimes - only sometimes - it almost sounds tempting. This thing's practically wheezing.
I don't want to think about that now. 
And yet it's always there. I guess there's Avernus - that's what Dammon said, right? Go back, be saved.
No. I can't let Zariel get her claws in me again. Even if it means I... I have to...
Please tell me you've seen sense.
You don't control me. No one controls me. Accept that or don't.
Finally. Let's get out of here.
And what's that?
Didn't realise I needed your permission to kill the fucker who ruined my life.
Then get on board. Gortash dies - the moment we have the chance.
I won't go rushing in again, but you have to promise we'll kill him before this is said and done.
I get that. I didn't do myself any favours getting tossed in this pit anyway.
Look - I won't go rogue again, but I'm not letting that fucker off the hook.
We'll get him together - as soon as we can. Right?
You couldn't have. I had him in my sights - I could smell him. 
You better be damn sure about that. And that 'need' better have a time limit.
Promise me we'll kill him before this is said and done.
Yeah. We'll need to take them down if we want to get a clear shot at Gortash.
I won't go rogue again, but I'm not letting that fucker off the hook - that's for damn sure.
Those bastards are tough. I won't let that happen again. But I will stick something sharp in Gortash's heart the second it's safe to do.
You'll help me - right?
What's that? Went after the prick who ruined my life? What would you have me do - turn tail and run? 
Not me, soldier. Not ever.
Well you've already won that debate. Until the Steel Watch is done away with, Gortash can't be touched.
But we'll get him - won't we? Together.
Good - I'm going to hold you to it.
Then we keep him around long enough to get what we need. And not a moment longer. All right?
Then you better be ready to see me run him through myself.
Actually - could you get the boss in here to give me the go-ahead? Last thing I need's another enemy.
Troop's already full, so I'll head to camp - try to work on a way to get at Gortash while I have the down time.
Good. I'm not in the mood to murder anyone but that fucker Gortash.
Suit yourself. I'll wait around a little, in case you come to your senses. But if you don't come make nice soon, we're finished. Officially.
Go on then. I'll get out of here on my own. Been ten years alone, what's a bit more?
Fine. But when we get the chance to strike that arsehole where it hurts, we'll do it together - right?
You don't mean that.
Thank fuck. You scared me there for a moment.
Then we keep him around long enough to get what we need. And not a moment longer. All right
Get. Me. Out of here. Now.
Argh! He - what?
You knew how important that was to me. I'm glad he's dead - but I deserved to be there.
Let's just get the fuck out of here. I'm sick to death of this place.
Party's full. I'll wait for you at camp. Got a lot to think about anyway.
Fine by me.
I'm fine. I just went to get out of here and finish what we started
Thank fuck. You scared me there, you know.
Gortash needs to pay. I won't act alone again, but I need you to be with me in that.
I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that.
Gortash needs to pay. I won't act alone again, but I need you to be with me in that
Are we just going to rot in here or what?
What are you waiting for? Crack this cell open.
What in the - we need to be out there, not in here. Let's bust this thing open - now.
I can't believe Wyll's given up his soul to Zariel. For a father he fell out with ages ago. There's such a thing as being too good. Someone ought to tell Wyll Ravengard.
The Blade of Frontiers. A true return to form, isn't it. Proud of you, Wyll. As ever.
So - the gith prince, huh? We've got some decisions to make.
Damn. Bye-bye, Shadowheart. Hate to see her go, but I'm also not sure bringing her into a Sharran temple would've been the best idea for us. Or her.
Damn. Wish Lae'zel and Shadowheart could've solved that without coming to blows. I guess it's no surprise the githyanki warrior won out, but Shadowheart held her own.
I'm going to miss her. She was all right.
About what happened - about your affliction. I know you're sorry. And I know you're probably afraid it'll happen again.
I'll look after myself. You look after you. If we each do our part, we'll both be all right.
Something in the air down here. It's like this place wants to be forgotten.
It's evil in here. Let's get in and get out fast.
It's done, then. There's a Slayer among us.
What the fuck is happening to us?
I guess all we can do is hope we all stay sane long enough to save the city.
I couldn't help overhearing what Elminster said to Gale. Not every day a god asks for a chat.
Hey! Maybe I'm invited too. I can be the muscle.
There we have it. A Chosen of Bhaal. An ally of Gortash. Right under my nose.
I want to say it doesn't make sense - but it makes perfect sense, doesn't it? I should've seen it earlier. All the signs were there.
I don't want to talk now. Give me time. A lot of it.
Let me transform. I'm... I'm not long for this world. I can feel it. 
There'll be no risk in the Emperor controlling me - it's the perfect solution.
Say you agree. Please.
If anyone was gonna be able to pull off a few tentacles, it was going to be me. Let's do this.
Wow. 'Chosen of Mystra.' I guess I should congratulate Gale. Right?
I trust him to know what he's doing. To know how far to go for Mystra. I just hope he knows he doesn't need her favour to be fucking fantastic.
Whoa. I've seen a lot, but never been threatened by a god.
It sounded like Gale really meant it. He really wants to take control of the Karsite Weave.
He really wants to be a god.
Can you believe this is my first time in the Underdark? The world is so big.
Alfira's dead. And whoever did kill her will pay for it. Got it?
That bloody freak won't get away with this. That's my wizard she took. And we're going to get him back.
That bloody shapeshifting freak! No one takes my githyanki and gets away with it.
Aw, was that Gale's granddad?
You've really done it now, Shadowheart. I hope you know what the fuck you're getting yourself into.
Killing a restrained enemy - one who never did shit to you? That's just low. Even for a Sharran.
Minthara's pregnant. A new life, a little one, sprung from all this fuckin' chaos.
All the more reason to put this place to rights. Give Little Minthy every chance of a normal life. And hey - if you're in the market for godmothers, I have availability from now 'til the rest of my life.
Just me or is... is it hot in here?
You did the right thing, Wyll. Your father will die with honour. He will go with the gods. If you sacrificed yourself, you'd be lost forever.
He would want this. I'm certain of it. Though I'm also certain I'd like to wring Mizora's neck for what she's put you through.
Your father is a legend. An honourable man who gave his life for his city. We all owe him gratitude - but you don't owe him your soul.
You had no other choice. That's life, sometimes. Unfair as fuck. But you didn't do this - she did. You only played the hand you were dealt.
Duke Ulder Ravengard would want what was best for his son. I know you two had your differences, but he loved you. He wouldn't change a thing.
Minsc just joined our team. This is the best day of my life.
It's over, darling. You're free. Now you can start processing everything that's happened - believe me, it's plenty.
Swit swoo, woman! Never thought I'd be so delighted at the sight of a forehead. You look amazing!
Gods! So much for our cure. That thing almost popped you like a watermelon.
The search continues and continues.
Minsc is so amazing.
Damn. It can't have been easy for Lae'zel to stand up to Vlaakith like that. But there's nothing that woman can't do.
We've worn Ketheric down, but the cadaver still has some life in him. Down the tentacle hole we go.
You know, for a while there, I thought Shadowheart was going to stay stuck in Sharville. Maybe become the duke of the place.
But she's done what so few are able for. She's created her own path. And now she's got her folks back, too. I love to see it.
That bloody freak won't get away with this. We're going to hunt her down and take Yenna back. Mark my words.
We have a lot to think about. Let's do it far away from this place.
Very glad mysteria and the githyanki settled things without letting any blood. While I would've enjoyed the spectacle, I wouldn't have liked to lose either one just yet.
Feels like we're walking into a trap. Hope you know what you're doing, Lae.
Are you all right? Of course you're not all right.
Look, I've got you. If you need a rest, lean on me. If you need a hand, take mine. If you need an ear, I've got two. Whatever you need.
Damn, Shadowheart. I admit I'm impressed you beat a githyanki warrior, but I wish it didn't come to this.
Well, Astarion. I stood by you and defeated the last obstacle to your reign as the vampire lord of Baldur's Gate.
Something tells me I might regret this. I'm counting on you to prove me wrong.
It's done. It had to be done. Astarion was... out of control. Gods dammit.
Look, he was an evil leech, but he was ours. I thought he'd changed. I was wrong. I always am these days.
What is this place? And what the fuck has Gortash been doing here?
Just when I think I can't respect Jaheira any more, she hits me with a grenade right to the heart.
I couldn't agree with her more. There's more to life than... than time. It isn't about how long you're here. It's about what you do with whatever time you've got.
And Jaheira? Well, I don't think anyone's spent their hours better than her.
Interesting.
So we're knocking around with a vampire lord, now. We sure this is a good idea?
Gods, he turned you into a spawn. I knew you were close, but... not like this.
I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into. I hope he treats you well. If he's even able to.
As for us... well, we can stick together until the city is well and truly saved. After that... we'll see.
I hope he still sees it that way. Something tells me he's not the same person we knew. Not anymore.
No. I mean - maybe. I don't know. I'm not sure what he's capable of now that he's so... changed.
Time will tell. But I'm keeping an eye out.
Me either. Luckily, vampires - even vampire lords - aren't as hard to kill as they may seem.
I hope it won't come to that. But if it does, I'm ready.
I hope Zevlor rests in the softest, sweetest peace possible. He deserved more than he got.
The Blade of Avernus. I can't think of a better man than Wyll to take up the title. It's about time someone stood up to the evil fucks populating the Hells.
I couldn't help overhearing. So Mystra wants to talk, does she? Not every day a god asks for a chat.
...can I come?
I bet Lae'zel is absolutely lethal with that sword.
She can teach me how to slice, and I'll teach her how to bash.
Very glad Shadowheart and Lae'zel settled things without letting any blood. I would've enjoyed the spectacle, but not losing either one of those lunatics.
He'd hate to hear me say this, but I'm so fucking proud of Astarion. He could've had it all, but he kept his soul instead.
Wasn't sure he had it in him, but he's changed so much. Overcome so much darkness. Ooh, I could smooch that pointy little face!
I can feel it. So much infernal machinery - and magic - at work here.
Gortash must've done some dark shit to get his hands on all these creepy contraptions.
I can't believe it. We killed him. Minsc. The beloved ranger.
His mind was all addled - like a bog standard True Soul. But... he could've been brought round. Couldn't he?
We should've been more careful. Knocked him out, you know? The Astral Prism might've brought him round, same as it did for us.
Dammit. What a mess.
But... argh! I wish we could've held back a little. Knocked him out, seen if the Astral Prism would've brought him round.
Minsc was a hero. He deserved a hero's death. Not this. We'll avenge him. The Dead Three did this, really. And we're going to stop their fucked up plan in its tracks.
Not in the habit of arguing with gods, but I'm not sure what to do. Whatever might be 'corrupted' about the Prism, it's helped us thus far.
Not sure I trust the gith queen not to crush us once we've done what she asks.
And I thought I knew what hell was...
Gods, when this is over, I'm taking the hottest bath known to man or devil.
Wow, Gale. 'Chosen of Mystra.' Congratulations, I think?
I trust you to know what you're doing. To know how far to go for Mystra. Just know that even without her - even without any of the gods - you're still pretty fantastic.
Chosen of Karlach' has a ring to it, right?
I'll admit it, I was saying my prayers there. Thank the gods we made it out of Gortash's hellhole.
This fella Gale has as many lives as a cat. Handy guy to have around, huh?
Thought this place was going to blow. We'll live to fight another day.
Astarion would hate this, but I'm so fucking proud of him.
He could've had it all - but it would've cost his soul. He kept what was worth keeping. That can't have been easy.
Fucking hell! Those goons came into our territory, our camp, and took our friend.
And I just... I just let it happen! I couldn't stop them! What the fuck am I good for if not that?! ARGH!
I'm so glad Shadowheart's ordeal is over. It'll be a long time before she'll come to terms with all this. But at least, now, she can start. Free of Shar.
Careful, soldier. I'm used to heat like this, but too much smoke could knock you dead.
Come on. We need to get up and out.
Finally get to live out my rogue-ish fantasies down here.
Aw, was that your granddad?
Wow, Gale. So you spoke to Mystra, right?
Pretty spectacular stuff. But I think you were right not to do her bidding, no questions asked.
I respect the gods, but they don't always understand what they're asking of us. Maybe immortality makes it hard to know what it's like to be one of us piggies.
Proud of you, though. It takes some man to hold his own in front of the divine.
Ketheric's waiting for us. Can only imagine the beating that angel is preparing for him.
Thanks to your good sense, we have a chance at beating him. I know it wasn't easy, going your own way - it never is. You're some woman, Shadowheart.
You all right, Gale? Looking a little shadowy about the gills., 
Is Gale all right? He's looking a little shadowy about the gills.
Shadowheart may not be able to remember what she's done. But I'll never forget.
You're glowing, Gale. Mystra must be very pleased with you indeed. Don't forget us little people when you're the Chosen of the God of Magic, hm?, 
Gale looks chuffed as cheese. Mystra must be very pleased with him. Let's hope she's got his best interests in mind.
Isobel. And all those people. What a horrible fucking day.
Shadowheart versus Lae'zel. I can't believe ol' mysteria defeated a githyanki warrior.
I've underestimated you. Won't make that mistake again.
I'll miss Lae'zel. But I guess it was never going to work with that artefact on the line. May she rest in... well, something more exciting than peace. She deserves that much.
You be careful with that amulet. I don't like it. At all.
Wish we could stay and see what this place will be like without the shadows. I bet it's beautiful. No rest for the wicked, huh?
Wide berth, buddy. I have some good equipment I don't want you swallowing.
The people you meet, I swear...
Much as I commiserate with your, you know, thingie.
Phew. Thought Lae'zel and the walking fringe were gonna come to blows. Would've been entertaining, but I'm not ready to say goodbye to either one just yet.
Our girl is nothing if not loyal. I just hope it doesn't come back to bite her in the arse. Being loyal to the wrong person can do that sometimes.
Now that's what I call a spide.
Hells take that Bhaal-freak. She would've bled the whole world just for the fun of it.
We've got her Netherstone now. One step closer to getting the Netherbrain under control.
Ha-mmer, ha-mmer, ha-mmer!
We need to get that Nere guy unstuck, or those gnomes are done for. Come on, focus.
No one more loyal than our Lae'zel. If Voss had known that, he never would have come here throwing salt on Vlaakith's name.
I don't get it. What's got Dame Aylin so down?
I for one am delighted Lorroakan got what was coming to him.
I don't know. Isn't that what a paladin of Selûne does?
Hope that good old Aylin holy fervour returns to her soon. I don't like to see her looking so... lost.
Pff. Believe me, I plan to revel mightily once I've finished with Gortash. 
Hopefully Dame Aylin will be back to herself by then, so she can congratulate me on a murtherer well-broken.
Don't mistake justice for something worse. Aylin has every right to be angry - furious even.
I'm glad to see her letting it out - she deserves that much. She'll cheer up. Probably just tired, like she said.
The Absolute wants the Prism. The githyanki want the Prism. Shar wants the Prism too. Phew, this thing means an awful lot to a lot of people.
Us more than anyone. Without that thing, we'd have been drooling True Souls.
Surprised to find I share an aim with Shar herself, but the Absolute has to be stopped. Let Shar have the lost - better that than the Netherbrain.
Let me do this, soldier. I can save us. What better way to go out?
Ah, Wyll. There is such a thing as being too good, you know.
I don't want Zariel to have you. I can't stand it. But... it's done, isn't it?
May we all live up to the standard you set, Wyll. Somehow.
If the gods are gods, they won't let Wyll Ravengard's soul stay forever in the hands of Zariel. You're too precious for that.
Saving the city we love, for one. And for me, trying to live up to the standard you set.
I hope being a rampaging bloodsucker is everything Astarion dreamed it would be.
Damn, Lae'zel. It can't have been easy to stand up to Vlaakith like that. But there's nothing Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir of can't do.
Well done getting that creep off Dame Aylin's tail. The last thing she needs is more trouble dogging her heels.
Then again, she may want to know exactly who's been offering a small fortune for her capture. She may have some thoughts about that.
Tsk. I hate seeing Shadowheart suffer like this. All for doing the right thing.
It's up to us to look after her now. If she needs a rest, we carry her. If she needs a hand, she has ours. If she needs ears, we've got four between us. Whatever she needs.
Can't believe that devil just took us into the Hells with a snap of his fingers. If I see him again, I'll wring his neck.
Better to die than live in a cambion's debt. Believe me. No offence, Wyll.
Look, this - Raphael, was it? He's trying to lure us into a game he knows we can't win. Don't let him.
We'll figure out the tadpole. I'm here now, and I'm very lucky.
Better to die than live in a cambion's debt. Believe me. 
Raphael - that's his name, right? He's trying to lure us into a game he knows we can't win. Don't let him.
My engine stopped fuming, for one. But even without that, I could just feel it.
Raphael was his name, right? He's trying to lure us into a game he knows we can't win.
I'm not playing. Glad you're not either.
I could just feel it. Evil, radiating out of every bloody apple.
Ready to save the world?
Hope you know what you're doing, Gale. I'm no paladin for Mystra, but she probably has good reasons for forbidding Shadow Weave., 
Gale's walking a thin line. Let's hope he doesn't fall headfirst over it - again.
Wow. Gale is the 'Chosen of Mystra'. Congrats to him, I think?
Hope he knows what he's doing. We haven't fared very well with other Chosens so far.
Thought this place was just a legend. Tall tales just keep coming true.
Very glad you and Lae'zel settled things without letting any blood. While I would've enjoyed the spectacle, my money's on the githyanki. And I'd hate to lose you, fringe.
Another dead end. If the tadpole doesn't kill us, trying to cure it just might.
Look, I don't care what you look like - what form you can take. I care who you are. And you're... you're not who I thought you'd be. Who I'd hoped you'd be.
We're allies - for now - and we have a mission far greater than your... predilections. Stay sane long enough for us to save the city. Then we'll see where we stand.
Lovely! You should've introduced him around. Elders love me, and I love them.
Huh. Doesn't ring a bell. But all right! Must've had something important to say, if he came all this way. Good news, I hope.
The orb in your chest? Shit - I knew something was going on with you, but I didn't know the particulars.
Well. Turns out we have more in common than I knew. Except I'm trying not to blow up, and you've been instructed to do just that.
Wow. That's... that's big, Gale. This is Mystra we're talking about. Goddess of magic - and she's asking you to sacrifice yourself.
What are you thinking?
Only you can decide if that's really true. If you owe her your life. As for me, I'm positive we can stop the Absolute without losing you, Gale.
Keep that in mind, all right?
No kidding. What could be bigger? Look, I know what it's like to house something dangerous inside you. But I don't know what it's like for someone else - someone I trust - to ask me to use it against myself.
If you need a friend, you know where to find me. Right here. Right now.
I'm glad to hear you say that. It is shocking. Imagine asking someone to - to end themselves like that.
Nothing's ever simple anymore, is it? Whatever you decide, I've got your back. But I think we can defeat the Absolute without losing you, Gale.
Oh? What did he say?
All right, soldier. But look, if you're in a fix that can be solved by fire or fists, just point me in the right direction. I mean it.
Your grandfather is the most famous wizard in the realms?
I should've guessed. I mean, you're pretty powerful. Makes sense that it's in your blood.
I'm listening. What did he say?
So we're going to meet Voss in the city, are we? Set the tenant of the Prism free? This is all very... I don't know. I like a good caper, but I'd long for a tiny bit of status quo now and again.
Do you feel that? I've never felt so cold. And that's me. This place will swallow us whole if we let it. Stick close to Mama K.
Stinky.
There we have it. You were working with Gortash. You were a chosen of Bhaal. I guess you still are.
Everything is so slimy. At this rate, Ketheric plans to squeeze out of our grasp like a greased pig.
I'll hog-tie him and force him to get this tadpole out if it's the last thing he does.
I've got my eye on that rogue. For a few reasons.
He's not infernal, at least. But there's something else about him. Let's hope whatever's going on under that impressive mop is good news.
Wow. So Gale really talked to Mystra, huh?
Pretty spectacular stuff. But he's right not to do her bidding, no questions asked.
Wish I could say I was surprised about Cazador's pact. Where blood, death, and betrayal parade, you can bet your arse a devil is riding grand marshal.
Grand Duke Wyll Ravengard. Has a ring to it, doesn't it? I can't think of a better caretaker for the Gate.
Poor Shadowheart. She's been jerked around so much. I want to believe the gods keep this world balanced, but sometimes... sometimes I wonder.
You're glowing. Finally, you have answers. Finally, you're free. Shar may still have access to you, but you're your own woman.
Your folks are absolutely precious, by the way. They must be so happy to have you back.
I had a wild dream last night. This beautiful entity came to me; promised to protect me. Told me the parasite in our heads could give us power.
Sounds like it. What did you make of it?
Damn right. Thing's like a splinter - we just need to find a way to squeeze it out.
Yeah. Right. I hope so, anyway.
Seems risky if you ask me. Couldn't help getting stuck with the tadpole, but taking favours from it? Spooky.
It was! And it seemed so... not real, but... not a dream, either.
Anyway, I told the entity to make tracks. I don't need anything else from this tadpole, thanks very much.
Have it your way, soldier.
Phew. Thought you and the walking fringe were gonna come to blows. You would've wiped the floor with her, but I'm glad you decided not to. I like having both of you around.
Damn, Lae'zel. Wish you could've solved that without... this. Wasn't there another way?
I'm going to miss Shadowheart. She was all right.
I was really worried for a moment there. Thought we'd lost one of our own to forces beyond imagining. I'm so glad I was wrong.
Hey now, what happened to that fancy bit of gear?
Hm. And now you have to consume gear Karlach really wants because...
Well, shit. And I thought I had it bad.
That's a tough hand, Gale. But I'm glad you told me. A chest-bomb shared is a chest-bomb halved, or whatever.
If I spot anything that'll help, I'll hand it right over, pal. We're in this together.
Are we talking some kind of were-wizard situation here, or...?
Wizards and their secrets. Buddy, I could ruin that mind of yours with the stories I could tell. Nothing you say could scare me. When you're ready to talk, I'm ready to listen.
I'd mind less if I knew the full story. Never seen a fellow suck the magic-marrow out of an item before.
Looks like we're done here. Pity. This place has been a wild ride.
Careful, soldier. Never forget Raphael has one thing in mind: Himself. Always.
Mizora. I'd take anything she says with a grain of salt. But with her claws as deep in our business as they are, I guess we can't ignore her completely.
Shadowheart's a funny frog. I like her fringe though. Very blunt.
What is it about this place? I know we shouldn't let down our guard, but I feel... like I could drift off and never wake up.
The Blade of Avernus. Has a ring to it, doesn't it? Give those devils everything you've got, Wyll. You'll have 'em shaking in their boots.
Look at you, soldier! Are my eyes lying, or is there a bit of colour in those cheeks?
Whatever you're doing, keep it up.
Ugh, that guy makes my skin crawl. So - what's the plan? Do we chase him out of town, or skip straight to skull-cracking?
All right, all right, fair enough. But ooh, can I watch?
I'm not bloodthirsty. I'm dangerous creep-thirsty. This guy is terrible news. I say we stop him before he hurts anyone.
Better yet: Let Dame Aylin do it. She deserves to look him in the eye before she ends him.
Says you. Me, I'd love nothing more than to throat slam that creep.
Halsin is one hench elf. I'm impressed - and glad he's on our side.
Pity about Halsin. I was getting used to having an extra Strong around. He smelled nice, too. Like outside.
Wow, so that was Mystra. Pretty spectacular stuff. But I think Gale was right not to agree to do her bidding, no questions asked.
Proud of Gale, though. It takes some man to hold his own in front of the divine.
And? Is it everything you hoped it would be?
Maybe. Maybe not. But it is what it is. I'll stand by you until our mission is done - but I may not stick around long enough to see what you do with all this new power.
Wield your new power well. I have a real thing for stopping evil in its tracks these days. And unlike you, I'm not afraid to die.
Don't push your luck, Astarion. Killing vampires - even ones as powerful as you - isn't that hard, you know.
Go fuck yourself, Astarion.
You'll hate this, but... I'm so fucking proud of you.
You could've had it all - but it would've cost you your soul. You kept what was worth keeping. That can't have been easy.
No promises. You deserve to be told and told again what an incredible person you are.
Give it time. Soon you'll start to see yourself how I see you: A man of integrity. Honour. And other words you absolutely detest.
You've done the same for me. Who would've thought a vampire and a hellspawn could go so far together?
She comes in here, into our camp, and lays hands on my Minthara?! Oh-ho, this shapeshifter is spoiling for a thrashing.
Huh. Doesn't ring a bell. But all right! Must've had something important to say to Gale, if he came all this way. Good news, I hope.
Whoa, now. He's got a... well, I guess that would explain a little, but... Mystra... I mean, this is a lot to take in.
What's he going to do?
Fuck me. There's devotion, and then there's stupidity. If the god of magic can't handle this without sacrificing Gale, she's no god at all.
Good. I'm one hundred percent sure there's another way to bring down this cult. No true god would ask such a thing from her faithful. That's for certain.
Poor Gale. He must be in bits after hearing that. I'll distract him. Tell him I haven't read a book since secondary school, watch his face melt off.
Well, tell him to pick the right one. Better yet, I'll do it. Fucking wizards, man! They always need help picking the simple, obvious option.
If Mystra can't think of another way to stop the Absolute than sacrificing Gale, she's no god worth worshipping. I'll say that to Gale - in, you know, gentle terms.
She what?! Is she mad?!
Karlach doesn't worry, she acts. So if Gale needs me, now's the time to tell me.
Wonder if he's a wizard too. He's certainly got the beardliness for it.
Why'd he come all this way to track us down?
Aye aye, soldier.
Well. We stood by Astarion and defeated the last obstacle to his reign as the vampire lord of Baldur's Gate.
Sometimes I really question my own decision-making.
Just when I think I can't respect Jaheira any more. She's got a backup plan for if we fuck things up. Smart.
Let's hope she doesn't need to use it. Not everyone wants to live forever.
That contraption's a hot ticket item. Might not be our last scrap for its sake.
We're in the belly of the beast now. Try not to do anything too heroic.
Lae'zel, you know I admire that faithful heart of yours. But sometimes, being loyal to the wrong person can come back to bite you - hard. I hope this isn't one of those times.
Feeling illithid?
Shadowheart's really done it now. She's crossed a line she can never un-cross.
Feels like we're walking into a trap.
You're cured. You're free.
This merits a celebration. You did what you had to do to get yourself right - to choose the life you wanted to live.
Very fuckin proud of you, mate. Seriously.
Very fuckin proud of you, darling. Seriously.
Another visit from the golden paladin. It said we'll get the answers we need about the tadpole if we infiltrate the cult.
It's a fair point. I just don't want to take a short-term boon. I want to win this whole thing. To finish off the cult. To get this tadpole out. To stay sane the whole time.
Indeed.
Could be. But I'm not sure either. And I'd rather rely on our wits and our weapons than a tadpole that could be up to anything in there.
Agreed. A bit of shiny armour doesn't impress me that much. I don't want to get taken in by a pretty offer and pay the price later on.
That guy's a walking wound. He thinks Dame Aylin will fix whatever's broken in him. And he'll good as kill her to do it.
I say we don't let Aylin anywhere near this guy. It won't do either of them any good.
She can handle whatever that prick throws at her. Eventually he'll get bored. Maybe even move on to something more productive.
Is that wishful thinking?
Fair enough. I only wish she'd have a bit of peace, after all the shit she's been through.
You know, I'm getting really tired of big-headed fools and their godsdamned schemes. Don't they ever go on holiday?
But fair enough. It's Dame Aylin's decision how she wants to deal with Lorroakan. I just wish she'd have a bit of peace after all she's been through.
My thinking exactly. This weasel's got nothing on our demi-god. Nothing at all.
I guess that's her right. I've no doubt she can handle him. I just... well, there's a darkness in her. A pain I recognise.
For now, she's bigger than it is. But things grow when you feed 'em. That's all.
Exactly. And anyway, he'll see this is a losing gambit eventually. Maybe take up something more interesting, like darts.
Gods. You've really done it now, haven't you.
I need you to finish what we started. I need you to remember me - our mission - long enough for that. If you try anything else, I'll kill you. Understand?
It's done. Shadowheart's gone. We did the right thing - right?
I guess so. I guess it all makes sense. But it doesn't feel right.
That's what I can't get out of my head. Whatever she is, whatever she's done, she deserves... I don't know. Not to be tormented by zealots.
Whether we should or shouldn't, I'm gonna. Shadowheart was my friend. Or at least, I wanted her to be. I liked that little ball of points. 
That doesn't make me feel better. In fact, it makes me want to vomit.
Raphael must be raging we didn't take his deal. Luckily, his desperation made him careless.
Did you hear what he said? The hammer's in his House of Hope. If we wanted, we could steal it right out from under his nose.
Granted, it wouldn't be easy. Devils guard their treasure by especially lethal means.
We would need to find a diabolist. One worth their salt should be able to get us into that devil's lair.
One last trip to Avernus. At least it'd be for a good reason, right?
We'd need to talk to Helsik. She'd know how to get into that devil's lair, if she's worth her salt.
Maybe not. I wouldn't exactly relish heading into a devil's lair looking for it. But if you think it'll help us stop the Netherbain, I'll do anything.
Believe me, I don't relish the thought either. But we need to assess all our options. What matters most is defeating the brain and saving the city.
If we can do that without heisting in the Hells, believe me, I'm all for it.
You killed Isobel. And all those people besides. What's wrong with you?!
I want to, but I don't know how. And I'm starting to wonder if there's anything I can do. Or anything you can do.
You have to stay strong. You have to resist. If you don't, we're all doomed.
You're mad. My gods.
Be careful what you wish for.
Hey, Shads. I know you've just heard a lot of pretty shocking stuff. I can't pretend to know how you're feeling, but I want you to know I'm beside you.
I dare Cazador to send more lackeys our way. This is our territory. I'll crack anyone who tries to come into my house and hurt my people.
This place is done for. Let's get out of here.
Shapeshifters in the Harpers. My dad always admired their mission - said they gave up their entire lives so we could live safely, and asked for nothing in return. We'll rout them, right? For the city - and for dad.
I recognise some of these people. They had the grit to get out of one hell, only to stumble into another.
Some people have all the luck.
Kith'rak Voss didn't know who he was dealing with, did he? Throw salt on Vlaakith's name in front of Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir, and you're gonna get a hard spanking.
Your queen ought to be proud of you.
Lae'zel. Vlaakith spoke your name. She knows exactly who you are.
Do what you came here to do. I've got your back.
Minsc is working for the cult? Damn. He must've been tadpoled - or worse. The real Minsc would never join up with the godsdamned Absolute.
Maybe we can help him - the Prism, right? It should shut that tadpole up - if he doesn't kick our butts first. It's kind of his thing.
Thanks to Shadowheart's good sense, we've got a chance at beating him.
Fucking shapeshifter. She'll try to break our best asset: Our trust. Fortunately she's no match for our second-best asset: me.
I kinda like that mouldy water smell.
Hm? Did you... are you talking to me?
She thinks she can take my druid and live to tell the tale? Dream on, shapeshifter. Karlach's coming for you.
The Blade of Frontiers. That's the Wyll we know and love, isn't it? Gods, that man really is the best.
Gods, Shadowheart looks like a stack of gold! Never thought I could get so excited about someone's forehead, but here we are.
Well done getting the wizard on board. He can zap from afar while I smack up close. But if he tries to get me to read any tomes, I will scream.
Can you feel it? This is the Lord of Murder's domain. If we can survive this, we'll have really stuck it to him.
Lae'zel. Vlaakith spoke your name. She knows exactly who you are. And you stood up to her.
Shadowheart looks so happy, doesn't she? She seems... found. In a way she never seemed before, even when she was most devoted to Shar.
Her folks must be so glad to have her back. And to see who she's become.
I like Gale, but I'm keeping all my good gear well out of sight.
Everything fancy he touches meets a grisly end.
I commiserate with his situation, though. It's tough ticks housing something you can't control.
Grand Duke Wyll Ravengard. Has a ring to it, doesn't it? It sounds like... like a fate you earned.
I can't think of a better caretaker for the city I love. You're going to do so much for Baldur's Gate, Wyll.
Goblin parties are so much more fun than anything you'll find in Baldur's Gate. Or the Hells, for that matter.
Not that I'm suggesting we stop for a drink, of course.
I'm speechless. A Bhaalist among us like this. If we didn't need the fucker, I'd say we run for the hills.
Dame Aylin has unleashed on this place. Ketheric will be waiting for us on the rooftop. Let's help her finish the job. 
Oh, Shadowheart. You may not remember what you've done. But I do.
It sounded like you really meant it. You really want to take control of the Karsite Weave.
You really want to be a god.
Interesting. I'll keep that in mind.
I've underestimated her. Won't make that mistake again.
I made it back. I'm here. Thank the gods, thank the gods.
We're going to keep you safe, Astarion. On my life, Cazador won't touch you., 
We're going to keep Astarion safe. On my life, Cazador won't touch him.
Wonder if Jaheira ever hangs around the Outer City. Maybe after this is over, I could buy her a drink. Does she drink? She likes wine. Wine then. This is all happening so fast!
We've got this. We're nearly there.
Soldier, this is it! We're almost to the city. First through Wyrm's Crossing, then on to the Lower City.
Ah, it smells the exact same. Ten years on, but still home. Incredible.
Tsk. I was afraid of this.
Revenge sounds so sweet until you've taken it. Then all you have is... no one left to blame.
She's more than tired. Something's happening inside her. And who could blame her, after what she's endured.
I just hope Aylin's as wise enough to sort it out before it sorts her.
Gods help whoever she trains her sword on next. But I hope it stays sheathed for a while yet. For her sake.
Us strongs understand each other. Especially in the empty minutes after a fight you didn't ask for. Or maybe shouldn't have.
How long do you think we're going to last with a wildcard like that in the party?
Hopefully longer than I think.
You know, for a while there, I wasn't sure you'd come back from Sharville. But look at you. You've done what few could ever do - created your own path.
Your folks must be so very, very proud of you.
Dammon's upgrade didn't cool me down, but it did juice me up.
I don't think I've ever felt more powerful.
Bring it on.
Sooner rather than later would be good. I feel like I'm burning serious fuel.
Oh fuck yes. I'm ready to burn all night.
Speaking of, I could eat a giant badger. Is it almost time for dinner?
That's what I like to hear.
Now - let's trot! Standing still is making my skin itch.
I can't tell if you're flirting or threatening me. I'll take either one.
Do you want to?
I'd like that. Now - let's find that infernal iron, before I overheat.
Hah! I'd kick your arse - but I think we'd both enjoy the process.
Let's find that infernal iron so we can fight it out.
Don't tease me, my lonesome heart can't take it!
Let's find that infernal iron and see if you've changed your tune. I'm used to winning, I'll have you know.
Thankfully.
This is the best day. The best day.
Me too. Whenever you want to turn in, I'd love to take this whole touch thing for a test drive.
I know we have important things to do - but we deserve a little sweetness too.
Listen. I'm never going back. If you said I could die right now or live a thousand years in the Hells, I'd choose to go out now, with my freedom intact.
I don't expect anyone to understand that. But I've been dealt a hand most people don't have to contemplate playing. 
You heard Dammon. There is no solution. It's Hell or bust. I choose bust.
Not always. Not this. I'm sorry - but this one is mine.
I want to live too, but not under any circumstances. I have the power to choose, now. And I'm going to make that choice - myself.
But - I don't want to talk about this now. I've been given a huge gift - I can touch the people I love for the first time in a decade. 
And for the first time in a decade, there are people I care about all around me. Let me enjoy that. Please.
Nope! Thanks so much for asking though.
Look, I don't want to fight. That's the exact opposite of what I want to do right now. Let's start over. Hi, I'm Karlach, and I get to touch you any time I want. How about that?
Let's not fight, all right? I've just gotten a good turn. I want to ride that 'til the wagon wheels fly off.
Thanks, soldier. I just want to celebrate this. At least for a little.
Thank you, I try.
Thanks, soldier. Your support means I've got one less thing to worry about. That means a lot to me.
You really are the best of the best. Of the best.
Oh man. I can't wait!
I'm so happy for me too! Now I just need to find someone to cuddle up to tonight, and I'll be the happiest woman on the Sword Coast.
I'm not sure. Depends who's got me in mind.
Withers was giving me the old eye the other night. Then again, maybe it was just an old eye.
Withers was giving me the old eye the other night. Then again, maybe it was just an old eye
Phew, it's getting a little hot.
It's all right... I'm in control. I'm in control.
Reach deep, or I'll kill you myself!Roll (Charisma, Intimidation) vs 14 (0)
Well. That could've gone slightly better. But could've gone slightly worse too. Well done, Karlach. Once again.
Ah. Easy as a blue morning. As you were, all in hand, and onward and onward again.
Ngh! Gods - I - I - 
I've got this. I can handle this. I can control this. It's all right. It's all right.
Come on. You've faced worse than this. You were made for this. You are the inferno!Roll (Charisma, Persuasion) vs 14 (0)
And just like that... just like that... she proved herself right.
I'm cold as ice. There is no fire. Everything is fine.Roll (Charisma, Deception) vs 14 (0)
I am frost. I am ice. I am Never-fucking-Winter.
I feel amazing. I've never been more powerful!
Gods, it's so hot!
BURN, BURN, BURN!
Ungh... yeah! I've got this... I've got this!
Godsdammit. Why did it have to be Mizora. Why did it have to be Zariel?
We're supposed to risk our necks to get one of her assets? What if it's a runaway, like me? Or something far worse?
I want to believe that as much as you do. Almost as much as Wyll does. But I just know there will be more to the story. There always is.
It's a bad idea to play games with a devil. You never win. Not ever.
Devils never lose. You know that, right? Sure, they'll give you a bit of tat here and there. But the house always wins.
I never forget what Wyll did. Not ever. I'm here because of him. And I'd do just about anything to help him.
But devils never lose. You know that, right? Sure, they'll give you a bit of tat here and there. But the house always wins.
Look, Wyll's happiness is my happiness. I'd sooner see myself a lemure than him.
I guess so. But I'm telling you now, it's a bad idea to play games with a devil. You never win. Not ever.
Godsdammit, Wyll. Why did it have to be Mizora. Why did it have to be Zariel?AVATAR, 
You know I'd do just about anything for you. But we're being asked to retrieve one of Zariel's assets. What if it's a runaway, like me? Or something worse?
Do you really believe that, Wyll? Deep down, do you?
Look, I'll do anything I can to help you - nearly anything, at least. I want you to be free of this pact as much as you do.
But it's a bad idea to play games with a devil. You never win. Not ever.
You know better than that, Wyll. You know better than anyone.
I know that. I never forget it.
That's not going to happen. You hear me? But you don't win against a devil by playing one of their games.
They never lose. Not ever.
I'll follow you until I can't, Wyll. That, at least, I can promise you.
The tadpole, the Absolute... how?!
I won't know peace till I've dug my thumbs into his eyes. Till I've ripped his throat out with my teeth. Hear that, Gortash?! I'm coming for you!
Whatever the fuck he's been up to in the last ten years, we have to stop him. He can't just keep ruining peoples' lives. He can't get away with it!
There you are. Glad you're all right. What happened in there?
I'm sure you had a good reason. Gods rest her.
There are enough Absolutists in this place to fill a reserve trench. One of 'em must have something interesting to say, right?
Let's find out.
Really? Who?
Ugh! So now the rat is sending out cockroaches. Joy.
Glad you're in one piece, but I doubt this little favour will come without a price. Let's get rid of this tadpole - cambion might lose interest when we're a little less, well, interesting.
Ugh. Warlocks. They always owe someone something, and it's never me.
Guess we'll meet her again, if she means to get under our feet. Until then, I'm glad to see you're in one piece. Though just as tadpoley as ever. The search continues.
Sounds about right. Well, you look like you're in one piece - though just as tadpoley as ever. The search continues.
Embers in your shoes, huh? All right, left, right, left.
Oh yeah. That last soul coin was just what I needed. I feel... I feel incredible!
Check this out!
Please. I'm in control, I - I - ngh! See?
Don't be frightened. I'm in perfect... gods, it's so hot!
Of course I can. Of course... I... can...
Phew. Looks like I've got a few kinks to work out with that one. Pretty amazing though, right? Who knows what I could do after a few more soul coins.
Then let's go find one, soldier. This fire is ready to burn something wicked.
But it didn't. That's the key here. And now I can use that power to our advantage.
Don't hold me back, and I'll be your biggest ally. You'll see.
No, you are. Believe me, you don't want to make an enemy of me. Got it?
If I decide to burn you, you'll burn. Trust that I don't, and won't.
There. See? Perfectly in hand. I don't know what you were so tweaked about.
Nothing's too much for me - you can quote me on that. Now let me put my money where my mouth is - point me at the nearest devil, and I'll burn him clean.
Woo!
Perfect control. Pretty amazing, right?
Glad you ask. I think if I focus I can - ngh, it's so hot!
Can't hide it - I'm certifiably wonderful.
Watch this. Wait. Maybe not.
There it is. I was hoping you'd tell me yourself. I'm glad - very glad - you trusted me with this.
I didn't know for sure, of course. But between the fangs and the red eyes and the timeless wit, I had my inklings.
We're good, right? 
Happy' might be pushing it. But we make a formidable group. No sense breaking it up yet.
You bet your arse I am.
Let's cross that bridge when we get to it. Only got room for so much drama at a time.
Anything else?
We're all a little complicated, aren't we? It's a bit of a race to the top of complication mountain, at this point.
Don't worry. I'll stomp him. Guaranteed.
If he lays a finger on you, I'll break it off. That's a promise.
I'm glad you told me. Thought maybe you were going to keep it a secret forever.
Luckily I'm not the type to hold someone's past against them. As long as I can trust you, I don't care what you are.
Knew there was something off about you. That you might be a vamp entered my mind, for sure.
I had my suspicions. Would've helped if you'd told me sooner. But it is what it is.
The truth. Finally.
What's on your mind?
Well. Yes you did.
Sorry, I'm just... I mean, it's not that I didn't suspect... but... now here it is. In the open.
I... guess I'm glad you told me. If you were a dyed-in-the-wool evil Sharran skulker, you'd've kept that close to the chest.
I won't lie, this makes me a little uneasy. But I've met far worse operators than you, Shadowheart.
Consider my judgement reserved. For now.
I'll be honest - I suspected as much. I was hoping you'd tell me yourself. And hey! You did.
To be honest, I don't know much about Shar. About what her followers believe and don't believe. But if they're mostly like you... well, maybe Shar's gotten an unfair reputation.
Thanks for trusting me, Shadowheart. It means a lot to me that you feel I've earned it.
All right. Well. Look - I care about who you are, not which god you worship. But... gods, Shar?
I can see you're a good person. But good people can do terrible things if they get mixed up in the wrong situation.
I respect that you told me, though. Maybe the Lady of Loss doesn't have a total chokehold on you. Consider my judgement reserved.
There we have it. I'll be honest with you - I suspected as much. Wasn't sure you were going to tell me, though.
I'm glad you trusted me enough to tell me. That means something to me.
Gods. Shar? She's fucking evil, Shadowheart.
I won't lie, I had my suspicions. But you seemed... I don't know. Not as bad as Shar.
Then again, the fact that you're telling me at all means something, doesn't it? Sharrans love a secret. And you're honest, if nothing else.
Hey, wanna play pretend?
You and me. Let's imagine: I get to live fifty more years. We have a whole life ahead of us. What do we do?
You know what? I haven't the faintest idea what that is, but it sounds so delightfully elfy, I'd follow you no questions asked.
Then again, I'd follow you just about anywhere. 
Dammit. I wish I had a longer road ahead of me. I want to walk it with you.
Gods! What a disaster. Finding love like this - finding you - so perfectly late.
I've always thought I was fearless. Never scared of a fight, of the future. But dying has taught me so much.
There's no courage in fearlessness. There's courage in being fucking terrified, but still going forward. Still being grateful. Still trying.
We're going to save this city. Together. It's going to be the last thing I do.
That's why I know we're going to win.
Call me when you work out the secret to immortality. Until then, I'm just going to get busy living my life. The only one I've got.
That's the spirit, soldier!
Let's get busy with it. I've got the rest of my life ahead of me. And a lot to do before I go.
I'm not really tough enough to face any of this, you know. I'm scared shitless.
But... there's a courage in me I never knew I had.
Please! I loved picturing our little-big life together. And maybe it's all playing out... somewhere. Among the realms. Among the stars.
Dying has given me a courage I never knew.
I haven't spent enough time in the Underdark. It's so beautiful - the colours, the creatures.
I'd love for you to show me where you came from. Hear your stories. Meet your people.
Karlach on the stairs,' 'Karlach with a peach,' 'Karlach with her hair in plaits'. I can picture it all now.
But I've got a creative streak of my own, you know. And making you laugh is my greatest accomplishment, every time I manage it.
Gods, think of all the grass! The squirrels, the birds. I can practically smell it.
And you could teach me everything you know. How to forage. How to hunt... berries. How to live.
You know what? That was never part of my plan. But in this fantasy... I can picture it.
You. Me. Two little usses. That's a pretty picture, isn't it?
Now you're talking. Faerûn is so big, and we've barely scratched the surface.
I've always wanted to square up against a hill giant. With two of us, we might even stand a chance.
We can dream, soldier. But the thing about dreams is they aren't real.
Anyway, either one of us could drop dead tomorrow for any reason at all. No moment is guaranteed. Except this one. And this one. And maybe this one too.
I have no less than anyone else: a guarantee of nothing.
Hey - it's all right. I'm here now. And if you don't want to talk about the future, I understand.
But. How do I say this? I don't have the luxury of avoiding what's coming. All I have are these moments between us. 
That might be all you get too, darling. It's hard. But it's real. I like real things. Even when they're hard.
Ten years ago, I was sold to the archdevil Zariel - she put a hellfire engine in my chest and made me her prize soldier.
But I've escaped now - thank you, mind flayers - and I've got a few scores to settle, if this engine doesn't burn me to ash first.
I'll need people I can trust. An infernal mechanic. And a serious amount of luck. But you know what? I'm not worried.
After ten years in the hells, I can take on anything. I've got my chance at freedom, and believe me - I'm going home.
So, hey, we've got this soul coin, right? Thing is, I think I can use it. My engine can, anyway.
Zariel used to top me up every now and again, when she wanted me to go after an especially wicked target.
Nah. It'll be fine.
Sort of. Next time we find ourselves toe-to-toe with something we want to squash, drop a coin in, see what happens.
Fuck yes - now I just need something to sink my teeth into.
A soul coin is a precious thing. Better used to fight evil than show off. But trust me - next time we're facing something nasty, I'll be all over 'em.
Believe me, I know that better than most. But the vast, vast majority of soul coins are put to use by devils - better for us to use them in the fight against evil.
Next time we're in a mad battle, you'll see. If something wicked can be put to proper use, that's a good thing.
They're already lost. Better to be used in service of the good guys than a devil, don't you think?
Next time we're in a nasty battle, drop one my way. You'll enjoy the results.
Like you said, a soul coin is a precious thing. I don't want to waste it showing off, but next time we're up against something nasty, I'll be all over 'em.
You're the boss. I guess.
Well... it's not the kind of thing I'd like to squander, see. 
A soul coin is a... person, in a way. A lost person, mind. But something that can be put to a really good use.
Nah. It'll be fine
Well, well, well. A vampire in our very camp.
I had my suspicions. Which you proved all-too-right.
You bit me. No one bites me without my say-so.
So you're a vampire, then. I had my suspicions.
If that were true, you wouldn't have been feeding in our camp!
Impressed with myself. I slept like a baby, even after your little display.
Sometimes I think I'd sleep through the apocalypse.
You're lucky I can handle your bullshit.
You're welcome.
If you're sure about that, then I'm sure about you.
Getting caught red-fanged hasn't humbled you much, I see.
New day ahead of us. Let's put this knew knowledge to good use in the fight against evil.
The vampire wakes.
I hope last night's little display was a one-time thing. 
Lucky for you, I'm very forgiving of mistakes.
All right, Astarion. It's time we had the talk.
Did you really think you could hide what you are from me forever, vampire?
What didn't? If I asked a kid to draw a picture of a vampire, they'd come up with you.
Well yeah. If you were a proper vampire, you wouldn't be trudging through the mud with muggins over here.
Why didn't you tell me sooner? 
Fair enough. But I hope you know by now that I'm on your side. Anyone tries to hurt you, and they'll have to answer to the big mad furnace.
No more secrets, all right? We're in this together-together.
I can live with that.
You're very annoying. But I'm sure you know that.
Don't think I won't. Darling.
Sure, in the beginning, but this isn't the beginning anymore, is it?
I have to be able to trust you too, you know. No more secrets, all right?
He sounds like a real prick. Well listen, Astarion - they aren't here now. And if they should their ugly face, I'll crack it open. All right?
You're a bad liar. Strange, for a vamp. Your kind usually sweat charm.
I guess I can't blame you for being cautious. If anything, it proves you're a good ally.
We can't help who we are. Or what's been done to us. All we have is what we do now. And from what I can tell, you're sound enough for me.
Nice try.
Look, if you don't trust me, that's on you. I've been straightforward this whole time. About who I am, about what I need.
Keep your secrets if you want. But you may not have someone to tell them to if you keep it up.
Wyll. I don't know what to say. I can't believe what you did.
Special tadpole? Bit of a contradiction in terms, don't you think? I don't even want a regular one.
You're talking about turning into, what, a half-squid?
Then again... you can pull it off better than most.
You've got to be kidding. You really want me to become a partial illithid? Wasn't a decade in Avernus punishment enough?
What, you're going to strong-arm me, are you? I'd like to see how that ends for you.
Where's that bloody worm? Stick it in my eye before I change my mind.
Ugh. I'm that easy to manipulate, am I?
This isn't the way. I think you know that, deep down. You have my answer, all right?
Thank the gods.
Not surprised you haven't tried it yourself yet.
Great powers' huh? I'm sceptical. Thought you'd be too.
Especially if this thing wants to turn you into, what, a half-squid?
Hmm. I guess the vanilla-flavoured tadpole has given us some enjoyable new tricks. But going half-mind flayer?
You really did it, huh? Not worried about adding more illithid into the mix?
Well, what can I say. You look fine. Smell fine. Seem fine.
And yet... you're more mind flayer than ever.
Hope you don't expect me to follow your lead in this.
Do they? I'm not sure either of us can say one way or the other. We don't know what the costs might be, just yet.
Argh. How do you do that? Always making sense when I least want you to.
Fine. I'll keep an open mind, all right? I can promise that much.
You can say whatever you want; you aren't going to change my mind. Nothing will.
I don't want to get more mixed in with this mind flayer shit than I already am. Got it?
You'd agree with me if that tadpole hadn't eaten the sensible part of your brain.
Now, are we done here?
Good. And, you know, keep an eye on yourself. If you start feeling loopy, shout. We don't know what these tadpoles are capable of.
If you got a little boost from the tadpole, who am I to begrudge you.
In fact... got any going spare?
You know, I think I would. Bit surprising, but I'm starting to see the silver lining of this whole parasite situation.
Greedy goblin. But all right - I'll scout out my own, if needs be.
I'll hold you to that.
You know, I think I would. Bit surprising, but I'm starting to see the silver lining of this whole parasite situation
Heya, soldier - about that tadpole.
Glad to see you haven't gone down the tadpole-slorping route yet. We still don't know if that visitor has our best interests in mind.
It's a free party. But I won't lie, that's... concerning.
Me? Nah. Nope. Sorry.
I see you're hanging on to it there.
If you're not going to use it, maybe I should?
Well, I am. I want to be strong...er. I want every advantage I can get.
Thanks, soldier. I'll use it well. Promise.
You and your thinking. Always doing it, huh.
It's a free party. But I won't lie, that's... concerning
Well, I am. I want to be strong...er. I want every advantage I can get
Strange. I'm myself... but more.
Infinite permutations. Infinite possibilities. Before, they'd have driven me mad. Now, I can see them all.
I'm still the same, aren't I? I'm still me...?
Yes... and no. But somehow I think this was intended. Maybe not the tentacles, but... something else.
And my engine. It's... it's... silent. Still there, but no longer threatening to explode.
No pain. No gears. A calm I haven't felt in a decade - or ever.
This means I'm going to live.
I'm going to live.
I'm going to...
I get to be alive. I get to stay.
Fuck. Yes.
It may be different than I thought. But I can feel. Think. Exist.
My years in the Hells, my escape, every step I've taken from the shattered nautiloid to this place among infinite stars - all of it has brought me to my destiny.
First: defeat the Netherbrain. Then: live.
I've never felt better.
Like I'm finally complete.
One of the worst things about getting old? Watching kids make the same exact mistakes you made, and knowing there's absolutely nothing you can say to change their mind.
Then again, Mol's a hell of a lot smarter than I was at that age. Maybe she'll figure it all out.
True enough. She'll go far in the city. We've just got to get her there safely.
Hope you're right. I'll keep an eye on her anyway. Doesn't hurt to have a beefy auntie on your side, right?
If that happens, maybe ol' auntie fire hands can pull her out.
He looks the exact same as he did ten years ago. Fancier coat, I suppose.
The Archduke of Baldur's Gate. What a sham.
You don't really intend to be his ally, do you?
If I thought he'd keep his word, I'd agree. But do you really think Gortash is going to share power? Ever?
He's a follower of Bane. God of tyranny. However he seems, that's what he is.
I hope it won't be too late by then.
Gortash is your enemy either way. This 'pact' may delay the inevitable betrayal, but not by much.
Don't let him suck you in. He paints a pretty picture, then rips it to shreds right in front of your nose.
I'll play along for now, but I'm not letting him slip out of reach. He's going to pay for what he did to me, one way or another.
I can't tell if you're very wise or very foolish. Time will tell, I guess.
Fascinating perspective. We'll have to see about that, won't we?
Fair enough. Now that he's within reach, I don't intend to let him slip away.
And here I thought you had half a brain. How wrong I was!
You signed a deal with Raphael. What were you thinking?!
You don't really believe that. Knowing you, you thought you were making a noble sacrifice for the sake of the realm.
But nothing is worth your soul, Wyll. Nothing.
Cause why would a devil ever lie to you?
What if you change your mind about giving him the Crown? What if you decide that giving Raphael dominion over the Hells is a bad idea?
And anyway, do you really expect him to keep his word? You think he'll stay far away from you forevermore, or will he come knocking again and again and again?
As long as he has that contract, he owns you. I won't allow that.
We're getting that contract back. You heard him, right? It's in his gods-awful House of Hope - we need to find a way in.
I swore I'd never return to the Hells. But for your soul, I'll make an exception. Just this once.
We need to find a diabolist. If we can find one worth their salt, they should be able to get us into that devil's lair.
We need to talk to Helsik. She'll know how to get into that devil's lair, if she's worth her salt.
I'm getting in. Getting your contract. And then I'm never setting foot in the hells again.
You're letting your ignorance colour yours.
Think again.
It wasn't the only way. It was the only way Raphael told you about. He just wanted to get you under this thumb. And it worked.
You are my business. End of story.
Please! You think I'm going to let that prick have the right to your soul?
Fuck you! You've just put this entire party into terrible danger.
You gave Raphael the right to your soul. Our hands are completely tied as long as he has that contract.
You were too hasty. There would've been another way. And now you've given Raphael the right to your soul.
Hmm. I don't think so. At least, I still remember everything - in more detail than I'd wish.
But as for what's going on in your mind, and maybe in mine... I'm certain there are answers out there. We'll find them together.
I'll look after myself. You look after you. If we each do our part, we'll both be all right. I promise.
That's a heavy weight. I know you can carry it, but it's heavy all the same.
You are so much more than your parents; you're more than the affliction that wants to consume you.
You are my friend. And you get to choose your destiny. Choose well, all right? Please.
I love you. And I know you'll choose your destiny - and choose it well. You will... won't you?
You can't possibly mean that. We had a responsibility to protect Isobel - and those she was guarding. We failed. Badly.
I'm glad. I've been worried about you
What's on your mind
Hit me.
If you say so.
Well look. You've said it, right out loud. That takes guts. The guts you'll need to change.
Or at least make sure you're channelled in the right direction. We've got enough enemies who could do with a good blood-letting, you know.
I guess it's like I feared: you and me have way less in common than I'd hoped.
I want to be a force for good in the world. And I won't stick around if you don't. Last warning. Got it?
Look, I think we should go our separate ways. I've spent long enough in the Hells to know a bad situation when I see one. 
I was wrong to think there could've been something between us. We're just too different.
Good luck, soldier. At the rate you're going, you're going to need it.
I can't believe I thought you were the one. Maybe I'm still that naive kid after all - the one who'd trust anyone who showed her a bit of kindness.
So Gortash is a lord now. I'd like to clap eyes on this Steel Watch of his.
You already know the story. I was Gortash's body guard - loyal as they come - when he made the deal with Zariel. She got a test subject for her infernal engine. I never found out what he got.
This is the kind of man who gets a title. Authority. Makes me sick.
No. But they always seem to get it, don't they.
You know what? It probably is. Man has a talent for nuts and bolts. Weapons, too. Hopefully, whatever he's made really is helping defend the city.
I'm sure there's a catch, but I guess we'll find out when we get to the city - home. Gods, I can't wait. Even Gortash can't spoil that.
The city. Baldur's Gate. Home. I can almost taste it, you know. Not even Gortash can spoil that.
I never really told you the story of me and Gortash, did I? Let me set the stage.
I was a kid looking for a way to fill my days and make some cash when I fell into the wrong crowd. Gortash. I respected him so much at the time. Turns out the feeling wasn't mutual.
She put this thing in my chest and set me to work. I never found out what Gortash got in exchange.
Hey - can I try something on you? 
A... technique I learned. From one of Zariel's clerics. But it's nothing scary, I promise.
See, they could look into someone's eyes and tell if they were lying or speaking true. More useful than torture and totally painless.
They taught me a thing or two, but I haven't practised in a good long while. I'm curious to see if my chops are still choppy.
Woo! Thank you. This is going to be fun.
Just stand comfortably. Look me in the eyes. And...
What is your name?
Funny. I know you're telling the truth, but I'm sensing something different. Let me try something else.
You speak true. I know you do. But I'm sensing something different. Let me try something else.
What is my name?
There we are. Baseline established. Next question: How are you feeling right now?
Appropriate and understandable.
Good stories, good sex, life itself - they all share the element of unpredictability. Settle in!
Now, next question. The next question I have for you is... is... hello? What's happening here?
Strange question. You have to tell the truth. But you can't, really. Nor I. You're just like me. And everyone we know.
I don't think it has. I think... I think it's truly worked for the first time.
I can see it, you know. The grand design. It isn't what we think. It's us. 
I see... a great web. Intersecting lines - permutations - and behind them, chaos. And then the hand that decides: yes, no. But it barely knows itself.
Tell me - tell me now. Do you know how all of this ends? You, me, this adventure?
Have you gotten there before?
It's like you've done this before. Have you?
I knew it. You just want to go where you've been. But you never can; I never can. We're stuck here in the future. Together.
I'm so jealous. I'm stuck here, forever here. In these tangled lines, in these hundred hours, or less, or more...
There's only one thing I need to know. One thing I have to know. Then I can be all right.
You're having fun, aren't you?
Thank the gods. Thank the gods. We did it! We've done it, everyone! Yes!
Phew! That was wild. Thanks for playing along.
Gods! I should hope so.
I don't think so, soldier. I feel fine! Might've gotten lost in the moment but believe me, I'm me.
Careful now or I'll subject you to more devilish parlour tricks. I know how to make a copper piece appear from behind your ear, you know.
Ouch. Sorry. If I'd realised you'd end up in such a snit, I wouldn't have asked.
Hope you can squeeze a nap in - you need it.
That's good enough for me.
The only thing that can be happening. Here we are. Together. Now.
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I promise I tried my best.
At least we can do it together. The hidden joys. The little secrets.
You speak like you know. But you don't know. They know. And I think I know, now, too.
I want to know what's coming. I want to know how this will end. Have you done this before?
No. Don't you see? This is it. The truth behind our truth.
I'm finally seeing. I see it all.
It's suddenly obvious. I do as I'm told, don't I. Don't I? Or...
Torm, Lathandar, Beshaba, Mystra. Are these their names? Are we sure of that? 
It isn't that. That's not a real spell. None of these spells are real. We're just enzymes in a great churning bath...
All right, let's see if we can shake things up, then.
You can have a snack when I'm finished with you.
Well that's a lie. Baseline established. Next question: How are you feeling right now?
Whatever you say, soldier. I'll have to find another amenable soul for my fiendish experimentations...
Haha! Stupid. Come on, for real this time.
Yes! This is going to be fun.
Pretty, gorgeous please?
Fair enough! I'll drop the subject. Maybe someone else would be willing to give it a shot...
Excellent. It's risk-free, I promise. Something I picked up from one of Zariel's clerics.
Let me explain. It's a technique I picked up from one of Zariel's clerics - used to elicit the truth from subjects. Totally painless, totally risk-free.
I haven't practised in a good long while, though. I'm curious if I can still pull it off.
Haha! Stupid. Come on, for real this time
Hey - I like you, but I'm starting to get the feeling we're not as like-minded as I'd hoped. I really don't want that to be the case. We make a good team, no?
If things keep going how they're going, though, I might need to leave. Don't make me. All right?
Had to let off a little steam after facing off with those ignots.
Granted the fire's lasting a little longer than it should. How do I look?
Honey, I could go all night.
Careful, soldier. If I burn any hotter, I might explode.
Who, me? This is the best day I've had in years.
What about it? Had to let off a little steam after facing off with those ignots.
Granted the fire lasted a little longer than it should.
Won't be seeing my mechanic any time soon, so I'll just make the most of the extra heat. Just don't get too close 'til I've found a way to calm it down.
But it's a bit early in the game to be getting into tragic backstories. Let's save the scar-show for later, after we've worked up an appetite for tragedy.
Meanwhile, I'll need to find someone who can tune up my engine sooner rather than later. Believe me when I say this thing is hot.
The first time I faced down those 'paladins,' they let slip there was an infernal mechanic in the area. A tiefling. He might be able to stabilise things - if I can find him.
Let's go find your friend before I blow a gasket. Lead on!
Engine heats up the whole system enough not to get burned. Hopefully it'll hold together long enough to get tuned up.
Nope. Not sure how good it is for the gears, either.
Hopefully it'll hold together long enough to get tuned up.
Let's move, eh? I'm running high and in the mood for a fight.
You're my kind of people. 
Thanks to you, I'll live to fight another day. And get this bloody thing tuned up.
Felt good letting off a little steam after facing off with this ignots.
Help me kill those Paladins of Tyr, and I'll tell you. A bit of good gossip for your good help.
It's a long story. But a good one.
Old Rusty? Sure.
I'll tell you all about it, after we've taken down those 'paladins' I'm after. Believe me - it's worth the wait.
Let's hope Dammon is as good as he seems. Once my engine's handled, I can focus on more important matters - tadpoles, cults, frosty pints...
That's the short of it. Bloody thing's been in overdrive since I left Avernus.
Incredible. Like I'm really alive. Like we can finally be real.
I can be close to you now. Without fear. Without thinking too hard. We can just... be.
I was hoping you'd say that.
No more than anyone else. Well. Maybe slightly more. But that's the past now. I'm free. More free than I've ever been, now.
Like I got something back - something I've wanted for a really long time.
When you put your hand on me, I was finally a closed circuit. Complete.
When you hugged me, I felt warm inside... not hot, not burning. Warm and light. I was so happy.
When you kissed me, I was... I don't know if I have the words.
When I touched you, I felt like... a real person.
My heart was racing, but I didn't hurt you. I don't have to be afraid of myself anymore.
I don't have to hold back.
Not sure the world's ready for unleashed Karlach, but it's getting it anyway. Thanks to Dammon. Thanks to you. Thanks to fate.
Ugh, I don't want to think about that now.
TOUCH! Touch everything. Touch everyone that'll let me. Shake hands. Dance a waltz. Maybe even kiss a face or two, if I find a good candidate.
Me too, soldier. Gods! Me too. For every knock we take, I feel like I get a little treat just to keep me going. 
Incredible, right? Keep 'em coming. I can handle it.
I'm just happy to know someone can do something about this little situation. Thought I was alone but I'm not, am I?
With your help - and Dammon's - I might be able to get a little more control over this thing. None too soon either - it's starting to wear me out a bit.
Gives me energy. Power. But you've seen it in action - very hard to control.
If I'm excited at all - angry, nervous, delighted, enticed... I burn hot. Hot enough to burn anyone who gets close.
I try not to think about it. I still think about it constantly, but, you know, I try.
One of these days I'll sort the whole infernal affair out, get myself cooled off, and start making up for lost time.
But! Not today.
Agonising! Gods! What I wouldn't give for a hug. A pat! Anything!
You've never met anyone so desperate for a hug as this one right here. Pathetic, perhaps, but true. It's my lot to bear, and I bear it badly.
Ah well. Can't have it all, can you. Not today, at least.
I'd trade you if I could. I miss it more than anything.
But hey. That's life. Or so I'm told.
No more than anyone else. Well. Maybe slightly more. But that's the past now. I'm free. More free than I've ever been, now
I don't want to think about that now. I want to think about now. I'm so happy. That's all I need to know.
Misery always overstays its welcome. And joy leaves too soon. I'll cry later, but not now.
The world's my funhouse.
Me too, soldier. Gods! Me too. For every knock we take, I feel like I get a little treat just to keep me going.
Phew. Had to let off a little steam after facing off with those ignots.
Why not. Let me see if I can paint you a picture.
The year? Ten ere. The place? A sleepy little town called Baldur's Gate. Our hero? Karlach, a knock-kneed delinquent from the Outer City with everything to give and nothing to lose.
I was a kid looking for a way to fill my days and make some cash when I fell into the wrong crowd. Worked for a guy I respected. A lot. Turns out the feeling wasn't mutual.
Through the jigs and the reels, he made a deal with Zariel behind my back. You know Zariel, right? Archdevil of Avernus? 
She put this thing in my chest and set me to work. Well, to war. I learned quick how to stay alive. And the engine served me when it came to killing devils.
Ten years of that. The stories I could tell.
Guy named Gortash. Politician. Inventor. One of these wheeler-dealer types who seems to have a finger in every pie.
I guess I was naive to think everything he got up to was above board. What did I know? I saw a job - a good job - with people I liked doing work I was good at.
Sometimes I'm jealous of that girl. Ugh, to feel so invincible again.
Depends on the type. Ice devils hate an inferno, but that's an easy one. Orthons love projectiles - what they don't love is getting their bombs lobbed right back in their faces. 
Demons, on the other hand - every demon is absolutely singular. You can't ever think you've got 'em typed out.
Sharp instincts, sharp weapons, and a knack for improvisation. That's the only way to survive 'em.
Anyway, what were we talking about?
The two of them conspired to give me a little gift.
I'll mete out the best ones, bit by bit, so you always have a reason to keep me around. Clever, right?
Wyll! No... No...!
You did this. You killed Mizora, and she took Wyll back to the Hells with her.
He's gone. Don't you understand? He's gone!
There isn't. Wyll made a pact with a devil, then broke it. That means one thing: his soul his hers.
How could I let this happen? To Wyll - to Wyll.
Don't apologise to me. Apologise to him. Not that he'll hear you, where he is.
But he isn't dead, is he? He's a blob of tormented flesh in the Hells. And that's all he'll be - forever.
With the press of a button. Just like that.
How can this be?! How could this happen so fast?!
He had a chance. He was going to be released! You knew that!
There was still time. We could've gotten him out of that fucking pact.
His life didn't need to end like this. He had time - so much time. And where is he now?!
Whoa, soldier. What did you just do?
Listen to me. I'm trusting you. But if you disappoint me, it'll be the last thing you do.
My gods. All those people. You'd sacrifice them, just like that?
I can't believe this. You need to stop this. If you don't, I will.
You're mad. I can't believe I didn't see it. Stay away from me. You hear me?!
The tadpole. It's turned you, hasn't it? It was only a matter of time.
You may serve the Absolute, but I don't, all right? I don't!
What the hells just happened? What did you say to Jaheira?
So change your opinion! That was Jaheira. Sarevok-defeating, Baldur's Gate-saving Jaheira. Nature's servant.
I can't believe she's gone.
Me too. Man. I still had so many questions for her.
Maybe if we all survive this thing, we can go make amends. I'd hate to leave things on bad terms. Not with a legend like her.
Speak for yourself. I plan to dwell significantly.
Arsehole.
One of the greatest heroes the realms have ever known just stormed away from us in a fury.
Fuckin' shameful.
Watch your tongue or you'll lose it, soldier. Jaheira is twice the hero either of us will ever be.
So there you have it. Lord Enver Gortash, in all his glory.
What did you make of him?
Yeah. Fucker always had expensive taste.
I don't know how anyone in this hall could fall for this charade. Isn't it obvious what a chancer he is?
I guess I didn't notice 'til it was too late either.
I wish this city - the people running it - were smarter than me. Gortash isn't their salvation. He's the monster at the gate.
And they expect these big metal monsters to tuck them in at night while the 'Absolute' knocks on the gates.
If only they knew the truth. The Dead Three orchestrated all of this. And it's working.
Hard to explain it any other way. Then again, I guess they just want to feel safe, by any means necessary.
He only managed it by tadpoling Duke Ravengard. Gortash doesn't play fair. If he did, he wouldn't have been able to skip to the top like this.
Not if I get to him first.
How can all these people cheer for him like that? Can't they see what a chancer he is?
Look. I don't own you. I can't tell you what to do - and I wouldn't. But Mizora?
I care about you. So, so much. I never thought you'd - you'd disrespect both of us like this.
After everything she's done to you, Wyll. How could you do it?
You and I both know how tricky these devilish fuckers can be.
When they've got you wrapped around their finger, everything seems like such a good idea. Then you blink, and you realise... shit.
I don't want to tell you what to do, or who to do it with. But I won't stand around and watch Mizora do with you as she pleases. Anyone but her.
You deserve better. You deserve me.
This isn't about me, Wyll. It's about you.
It's your business. But she's going to hurt you - even worse than she already has. And I don't know if I'm going to stick around to watch it happen.
After everything she's done to Wyll. After everything she would do to me if given the chance. How could you do it?
It really was. I don't know what was going through your head.
But I know better than anyone how tricky those devilish fuckers are. They'll make you think you're a god, 'til you wake up and find yourself face down in the mud.
I trust you won't make the same mistake twice. Mizora works for Zariel - pure evil.
We don't need them. We have each other. Ourselves. Life. What else could we want?
Ugh. I wish I could say I don't understand. But I know what those tricky fuckers are like.
They'll promise you the world - make you believe it, too. Then right when you're relaxed, yoink! There goes the rug, right out from under you.
Is that really how you feel?
You have it. I don't mind who you spend your time with - but agents of Zariel are a different category.
I care about you. I don't want you to get hurt. And I don't want to invite the Hells into our home. Not again.
All right. Hope you burn your tongue on that devil bitch's arse. And don't come crying to me when you realise what a prick you've been.
I'm not mad. I'm... fucking devastated.
So. Is that it between us?
I still care about you. I want to stay. Here - with you. But you were so... so hard before. About Mizora.
Been there myself. What can you do except try again.
And I want to try again with you. Always.
Listen, I'm protective of your freedom, too. We're nothing without that. And I don't want to limit you. I just want to... to love you.
But I do have some limits. And anything in Zariel's orbit is just - no. Not ever. If I can hold you to that, we'll be all right.
Let it go? That you slept with an agent of the archdevil who ruined my life, right under my nose?
Yeah. I don't think so. And if you can't understand why that bothers me so much, I think this is it for us.
I... think I can manage that. Just about. Will have to dig out my big girl boots, but they've got to be around here somewhere.
Friends, then. That'll do. Well. I should go get busy with... being your friend. Bye.
You sure, soldier?
Motherfucker! You scared me.
Let's just forget all this happened, all right? Gods! I need a drink. Badly.
Right. Then I guess... I guess this is good-bye?
Feels so strange coming out of my mouth. Erm. Bye, then.
Glad Wyll saw sense. Even more glad he decided to stick around. Takes a pretty slick mover to track down ol' Karlach.
Fair. But still, the man's got a reputation for being lethal with that blade. I'm glad it's on our side.
Same. Now, instead of a liability, I've got a friend. Or - I will have soon, anyway.
He won't. Someone wrong-footed him about me, and I'm betting we'll find out who before long.
I respect someone who can admit when they're wrong. And stick around after, too. Plus, did you see his eye? Bet there's a good story there.
Blade. Glad we've decided to see eye to eye. I wouldn't really want you for an enemy, you know.
Well, looks like we've got the mutual respect secured. Next stop: friends.
Water under the bridge, as far as I'm concerned. Looking forward to working with you, Wyll.
You, you'll regret it. When I've got all your gear strapped to my back and you grow soft and spoiled, you'll regret it.
Tsk. Pity about Wyll. He would've made a good ally. Tracked me down pretty handily - that takes skill.
Why'd you send him away?
That's fair. I assumed it was Zariel, but he seemed to hate devils as much as I do.
Maybe this means I've got another, different target on my back. Goodie!
Why do I find that hard to believe?
Really? I liked him. Dedicated, but not fanatical. Bet that eye had a good story behind it, too.
Well, may the Blade of Frontiers fight evil on his own time, then. And may he smite only the most deservingest of vermin.
Can't imagine why. You're sound, he's sound. You've got a tadpole, he's got a tadpole. Like jam and scones.
Where's the clash? You're both sound operators with tadpoles in your heads. But - the decision's made.
May the Blade of Frontiers fight evil on his own time, then. And may he smite only the most deservingest of vermin.
Fucking Blade of Frontiers! He's supposed to hunt monsters, not... not me.
Someone wrong-footed him about me. Probably Zariel, somehow or other. Now Wyll's another of her victims.
I'm afraid so. Maybe he would've listened if we'd reasoned with him a little longer. Or maybe we should've just outrun him. I don't know.
I never forget anything, unfortunately.
You say that. But he didn't come spoiling to kill a normal tiefling like me. He thought I was something I'm not.
Hope he'll find the truth, now. And peace.
It's not that I want to collect them, per se. It's just that if we should happen upon them, I can use them in battle to fire up my engine.
Evil's evil, but it can be put to good use. Sometimes. Maybe. Right?
We were both part of Zariel's inner circle. Her by choice. Me by force.
In the grand scheme of things, I'm inconsequential to Zariel. Sure, I've got the engine. But I wasn't even her strongest fighter.
But she favoured me like a child favours a captive pet. Mizora envied the attention, I suppose.
I'm sure when Zariel gave her the order to hunt me down, Mizora was delighted.
I guess that's good news, right? Maybe Zariel's found some other poor sap to occupy her interest.
No kidding. The fighting, the chaos, the betrayal... it had the makings of a good stage show, but I did not want to be one of the players.
I guess that's good news, right? Maybe Zariel's found some other poor sap to occupy her interest
I don't know. You'd think she'd have more important things to do. Devils and their pride.
No kidding. The fighting, the chaos, the betrayal... it had the makings of a good stage show, but I did not want to be one of the players
We didn't lose him. We sent him away. To the Hells, to serve Zariel as a fucking lemure.
I keep going over what I'd have done diffferently, if I had the chance. We could've just done exactly what Mizora said. Bought ourselves a little time to get Wyll free.
I was so certain I didn't want to do anything that'd help Zariel. But I was wrong.
We failed him. I failed him. I just can't forgive myself for that.
Funny you should ask. I was just thinking about what would've become of us without that nautiloid.
I mean, I know where I'd be. Trapped in Avernus still, with you on my tail. Which means you'd be..., 
I mean, I know where I'd be. Trapped in Avernus still, with the Blade of Frontiers on my tail. But what about you?
Good old Lady Shar. Fair enough. I probably would've been stuck serving an evil mistress too, if I'm honest.
I know we're different, but I'm glad that mad ship brought us together. Who knows where we'll end up?
I wonder if we ever crossed paths in the Gate. We would've been a lot younger, but I feel like yours is a face I wouldn't easily forget.
Wonder if you would've caught me. Would we have figured it all out, come to terms, or would it have been a case of last lunkhead standing?
Happy the nautiloid intervened before we snapped each others' necks.
Now there's a sight I'd like to see. The great Lae'zel climbing a mind flayer like a scorpion, taking it down with one fatal strike.
You'd be magnificent.
It's hard to picture, honestly. That Cazador could never beat you in a fair fight.
Not the Astarion I know.
I'd like to have joined you there. Roaring fire, frosty drink, a bard in the corner...
You probably would've told me to kick rocks, but I'd have a good time.
We have more in common than I knew. I won't pry for details. Right now, at least.
Living a normal lifespan is so yesterday. Believe me.
It'll come back to you. Maybe you'll recognise something we pass, or maybe we'll find out what happened to you.
I get the feeling we've got a long road ahead of us. I hope we find you some answers along the way.
Ah man, lucky you. That's the dream. Maybe when this is all done, you can show me where you came from.
My family home's long gone, but I'll show you my favourite chowhall in the city, if it's still standing.
I can picture you getting mixed up in some outrageous shit. Giants, beholders, Thayans, the works.
Maybe once we've wrapped up the current shenanigans, we'll rest a bit and find some new heap of trouble to throw ourselves at.
Lucky you. Sometimes I think I'd be better off indulging in a bit of light oblivion.
Well. We may as well make some good memories mixed in with the body horror, eh?
He got his claws into me early. I was a wild kid - brawling my way through the city.
One of my mates got wind of a bit of work guarding some indoorsy type with lots of enemies. Seemed like easy money, so I went in for it.
He took one look at me and said I was perfect. I liked that. Not like that, you know. Just - it felt like a good fit.
I kept him safe, and he paid me well. Well enough to move into a better neighbourhood and put something away for the future. My future.
I respected him. Trusted him. And he returned that trust, that respect. His life was in my hands, and I took that seriously.
The whole thing with Zariel happened so fast. I had no idea what had gone down until it was over. One minute I was in Baldur's Gate, a happy, healthy not-quite-kid. The next, I was burning up in Avernus with an engine for a heart.
Zariel laughed. Said she paid him well for my services. She'd wanted to test her new machine, and he said I'd be able to handle it.
He was right. Sometimes I wished he weren't. Evil, evil bastard.
You saw the extent of Flo's friendship. She'll lend you a hand, long as she can crush your spirit while she's at it.
I knew never to let my guard down around her. But she always made me laugh, even when I least wanted to.
If she'd been completely different from who she was, we might've been real friends.
And a devil will never not break your heart.
I guess she did. Much as it makes me want to puke to admit it.
Devils, you know? Fucking devils. They really screw with you, don't they?
Maybe someday, anyway.
Thank the gods. And I do, every day.
Nothing worth reading. Cambion manipulation at its most obvious.
Mizora. She lives off crumbs from Zariel's table. I've always hated the lick-arse. Obviously, the feeling is mutual.
Thank the gods it's over, I say. My last trip to the Hells ever, ever.
No such thing as a home in the Hells. If Hope's happy, good for her. But mark my words, some devil or other will push in and claim the place sooner or later.
Stick around in Avernus long enough, and you'll run out of hope entirely.
No, soldier, I'd rather live out my days in the world I love than live forever in a world I hate.
I don't know much, but I do know that.
Right you are. Got what we came for, and then some.
NEVER EVER. I mean it. That was my last hurrah in that hole for good.
Engine's running like a bat out of Avernus again, though. Gods, I almost forgot how hot this thing is.
Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Probably.
I don't know what I was expecting. Something beyond-real.
My life would've been so different if I ended up working for her instead of Gortash. Looking after these kids. Making a difference.
Maybe in the next life.
Wasn't all that long ago. I never knew the whole of how and why, but I remember the devils slavering with delight.
I should've looked after the Elturans more - gone out of my way to make sure they were all right.
The long and short of it was I didn't want to risk my neck. I let them get on with the nightmare, same as I had to.
But Avernus is no place for decent folk. I'm glad they got out. So glad. 
You saw the extent of Florenta the Garroter's friendship. She'll lend you a hand, long as she can crush your spirit while she's at it.
A cambion, you won't be surprised to hear. I knew never to let my guard down around her. But the fucker made me laugh. Even - especially - when I least felt like it.
Yeah! Let's go straight there. Whatever those fucks are getting up to, it's nothing good. 
Just to say, by the way, they're not really paladins. Lackeys of the archdevil playing dress-up as paladins of Tyr. No honour among devils.
We were so close. We almost had it. But those odds were... impossible.
You can count on me, soldier. I can do this.
Lead on, my love. This place is a horror, but we can do this.
Hup hup, soldier. We have a mission to complete.
Lead on, soldier. This nasty hole has nothing on us.
It should've been me, but what can I say? A few tentacles look good on you.
I didn't know there was so much me beyond myself.
I am ready to do what must be done. Let's do this.
Fuck yes, soldier. I'm burning hard and fast - and ready to fight a big old brain.
Ah. What were we doing again?
It should've been me, but what can I say? A few tentacles look good on you
And I didn't know I had a chance at life - more life. I'm so... happy.
Fuck yes, soldier. I'm burning hard and fast - and ready to fight a big old brain
We can do this, darling. We're nearly there.
Gods! We were so close, darling. Impossible odds.
Ready when you are.
This is wild. I'm myself, but... but more.
It's like I'm beyond myself. I can sense things I never knew were there...
And my engine, it's... it's... silent.
No heat. No gears. Still there, but no longer threatening to explode. Soldier... 
Yes. Yes! My gods - is it possible?
Shit. I'm gonna be all right. I get to be alive. I get to stay.
As a hideous monster, sure. But one that can feel. Think. Live.
But I'm still myself. And I still love you. And, more than anything, I know what our mission is. Delighted I get to do the honours.
It is. It is incredible. And I intend to celebrate - after we've defeated the brain.
I'll do you one better than good: Let's do something absolutely legendary.
Hell yes we do.
Let's finish this thing, soldier. It's time. And I'm ready if you are.
But I'm still myself. And I know what our mission is. I'm glad I get to do the honours.
This is something else. Something far deeper. Whatever ceremorphosis did to me, it... it fixed me.
That means... I won't burn out.
Here I thought I was making a sacrifice. Thank the gods I'm a noble fuck!
Don't worry, soldier. It's still your old pal under all this purple. But suddenly 'I' am different than I ever knew.
I'm not surprised. But I've never felt more like myself.
You don't need to thank me. I somehow feel like... like this was meant for me.
Maybe not the tentacles. But - you know. Bigger picture.
Eyes ahead, soldier. We're nearly there.
Holy shit. A soul coin. Wonder if they work even up here...
I don't want to know. That's a soul - might make me stronger, but it's not mine to use.
...Or is it?
No - it's a soul. Once consumed, gone forever. Never to be used, even if it does turn me into a powerhouse.
So it is thoughten, so let it be done.
Let's split the difference. I'll only use it when I could really use a little help in battle.
Being a good guy comes with perks, right? Let's give it a bash!
Down the hatch!
I should try it out.
I shouldn't, really - it is a soul after all. Zariel might've been happy to use 'em willy nilly, but she was an evil freak.
But... maybe I'm an evil freak too.
No. I am good. And good people only use soul coins when they really, really need a pick-me-up.
That's it - will keep it on hand for good use and nothing else. Nothing... else...
Consume the coin. Do it.
Better put it away 'til I can use it in battle.
That seems measured. I'm measured. Aren't I?
Yes. Save it for when you really need a supercharge in battle. It's the only option, really.
Better than measured - you're good. Keep the coin safe. Do not consume it. Ever.
Never ever. Ever. Unless...
Aha. I was wondering if this might come up. I've seen the two of you with your heads down more than once now. So go on. What is it.
Feelings. Like... emotional feelings or after-dark feelings?
Mmhmm. All right. So. Go on. Finish the job.
All right, but who isn't? Everyone in this camp wants to climb that oak. Why are you bringing it up now?
I see. And you came here to ask me...
Hmm. I need to chew on that, I think.
I care for you. I don't want to lose you. But if... if Halsin is important to you, I don't want to stand in the way of your happiness.
We've only got our lives, after all. Short ones. Possibly very short with all the mad shit we get up to.
Look at me. You're very important to me. Your happiness is very important to me. If Halsin will make you happy, what can I say but 'go for it'?
I don't need to hear all the gory details, mind. But have a little fun while you can.
Our bed? Look, I'm not opposed in theory, but that's really not where I'm at right now. Not in my soul, not in my body...
Halsin's great. If there was going to be someone more, I could see it being him. But not now. Probably not ever.
You don't need to apologise. I want to know what's on your mind. Always.
Look, I don't want to be with Halsin like that. But if you do... that matters to me.
You weren't. You can talk to me about anything. Are you sure there's nothing else you want to say?
Oh my god, soldier. That's Jaheira. The Jaheira.
Don't you know the whole story?
Not personally - I mean I wish. She's an absolute legend.
Hey, it would've been an honour .
Years ago - over a century - Jaheira was part of a group that saved Baldur's Gate from Sarevok. A Bhaalspawn trying to plunge the city into war.
My mum used to tell us stories about them - the legends who protected the city from evil. She said Jaheira was a powerful druid. Adamant. Tough.
I've told myself those stories a thousand times since. I never thought I'd meet Jaheira. She's a hero, and I was always... some Outer City kid.
Can't believe she wants to talk to us about working together. What a day.
We certainly do. With Jaheira. Eee!
Can't believe she's willing to fight alongside us. Dreams really do come true.
Hang on, those paladins I need to stomp are that-a-way.
Gods, that's hot.
Come on, girl. Focus.
Fuck them. Never again.
Come at me, Zariel.
Please tell me you come in peace. Last fucker who came through here properly blew out my candles.
There you are. Good.
I know what you did. All those people in the druid's grove - you slaughtered them to a man.
Did it make you feel important, huh? Did it make you feel big?
The last person you're ever going to meet. Karlach's my name. I've got a knack for killing demons and devils, and I think I found my next target.
That's a load of shit. But you know what? Today, I have other priorities.
Hahaha! Gods, you're pathetic when you lie. Come on - time to pay for you did. I hope it was worth it.
You're right. Violence won't change the past. But the right kind of violence can protect the future. You're dangerous. I can't let you leave.
Argh! I've got enough to worry about without your screams giving my position away.
True. I don't need you to speak. There's nothing you can say for yourself, anyway.
That might be true. And all your power and strength is going to lead you right where you belong. The Hells.
It almost isn't fair, striking down a lunatic. But for someone as dangerous as you, I'll make an exception.
I know the feeling. So come on - let's see whose is worse.
Thank the gods for you. I thought I was done there. You did me a big favour. I won't forget it.
Please tell me you come in peace.
Ready to team up?
Pretty sure I told you to fuck off, mate.
You kill me, you bring me back. I'd be furious if I didn't want the fucker strong enough to kill me on my side.
You did me in, then brought me back. I'd be impressed if I weren't so pissed off.
Changed your mind about teaming up?
You - did? That's amazing. Join up with me; let me do you a favour in return.
For now.
I never killed anyone that didn't deserve it. Devils, demons, and the fiends that serve 'em - no mercy.
But if they've fed you some lies about me going after innocents, that's a crock of shit.
Got no use for lies. Life's interesting enough on its own.
For now
Got no use for lies. Life's interesting enough on its own
Ngh...
Me? Never been better.
Well fuck me. It's you. From the nautiloid. Please tell me I found you before those so-called paladins of Tyr did.
Nice of you to ask. Lately I've gotten used to being called 'devil'. No follow-up questions.
The truth is... well, it's a long story. And I'll tell it, but - 
Now that's a story. And I'll tell it to you, too, but truth be told, we shouldn't stay here too long. See, these 'paladins' have - 
Let me guess: baby-eater, devil-worshipper?
Believe me, I never killed anyone who didn't -
Good. Great. Glad I don't have to kill you.
Me? None. They're the ones chasing me down. But believe me, these so-called paladins are anything but. They - 
Me and justice are good mates, believe me. The goons chasing me are anything but -
Try again. And pick your next words carefully.
Well fuck me. It's you. From the mind flayers' ship. Let me guess: you met a group of burnt Tyrran paladins on your way over.
Steady on, soldier. Ahh. That's the stuff.
Well fuck me. It's you. From the ship. Haven't taken any bounties from a burnt Tyr dink, have you?
Stand back, or I'll melt your eyes out of your skull.
So I have. And it looks like a bit of the Hells have come with me.
Me? I wish.
Met some of the Elturians who got trapped in the Hells, though. They did less time than me, but no easier.
Gods, is he still on my tail? I'm embarrassed for him.
You with the so-called 'paladins of Tyr'? Or straight from the grand high devil herself?
I'm no devil. And you're no bounty hunter. I saw you before. On the mind flayers' ship.
Fuck's sake. Mountains as far as the eye can see.
Guess that explains the voices. From that peek I got into your head, you've made some inroads trying to get the thing sorted. But alas, no joy.
The Blood War. But brother, believe me when I tell you the fighting wasn't even the worst part.
The Blood War. But sister, believe me when I tell you that the fighting wasn't even the worst part.
The Blood War. But believe me, my friend, the fighting wasn't even the worst part.
From that peek I got into your head, I'm not the only one with problems on top of problems. A mind flayer tadpole, huh? And no joy getting it sorted as of yet, I see.
I'm Karlach. And you are...?
Well met, soldier. Now that we're old pals, how would you feel about helping me kill some evil bastards?
You already know I fought in the Blood War. I was good at killing demons. Really good.
So good Zariel, the archdevil herself, made me her personal attack dog.
I played along until I could get the fuck out of there. Took me ten years to properly escape, but now I'm free. 
Zariel's sent goon after goon to hunt me down, but believe me when I tell you I'm not going.
The latest yappy little dogs she's sicced on me are nearby. A group of dopes posing as Paladins of Tyr. Want to help me take 'em down?
After we've mopped them up, we can work on evicting this parasite and take Faerûn by the short hairs. Sound good?
I'd hug you if it wouldn't scorch your skin off.
But hey, erm, if we're going to travel together, I think there's something you should know. 
I'm up for it, but your party's a little full.
Hang on, though - looks like you've got enough backup at your side. Not sure there's room for me.
All right, sure. But don't get to any of the fun stuff without me. Got it?
Ugh. Thought I'd lost the Blade of Frontiers on the mind flayer ship. 
Well, if it isn't obvious by now, he's wrong about me. I'll prove it to him if he stops swinging that sword around long enough to listen to sense.
Really now? First I catch a ride out of Avernus, then I stumble into a friend. Who's the goddess of luck again? I owe her a flower.
Oh boy, an arsehole! Winning you over will be entertaining.
Maybe it'll help if we start with a little fun. How'd you like to help me kill some evil bastards?
You know, I don't really want to kill you. So hear me out before you do something you can't take back.
Not by choice. I'm a good skull-crusher, but I never wanted to serve Zariel.
Right. Some so-called paladins of Tyr are in hot pursuit of yours truly. Karlach.
What's your name?
Nothing but. But... maybe you don't need to be one of 'em. You're no bounty hunter. I saw you before. On the mind flayers' ship.
Believe me, these guys are anything but holy knights. They serve an archdevil; the same one I - 
None at all. In fact, it may upset you to hear some of Zariel's goons are posing as followers of your fella.
I'm in the process of teaching them a lesson about - 
Have it your way.
The Blood War. But brother, believe me when I tell you the fighting wasn't even the worst part., MAL
The Blood War. But sister, believe me when I tell you that the fighting wasn't even the worst part., FEMAL
Hope you're not planning on taking another swing at me, mate. Might not go your way this time.
There you are. Thought I'd have to track you down myself, murderer.
Piss off, you little vulture. I'm not dead yet.
Why the change of heart? Ah, doesn't matter - thank you.
Could have sworn I told you to piss off. Maybe I imagined it.
Anyhow. Piss off.
Oh. Sorry I told you to piss off just now. Come on over here - we should talk.
If you killed them, I'm guessing you didn't buy their bullshit.
I don't belong in hell any more than you do. But I was there.
And you believe them? Those bastards are trying to feed you a crock of shit.
Hold up. One more step, and I put a bolt through your eye.
No sudden movements, or you're dead.
You looking for me?
Hurt or not, I won't miss - lung, heart, arse or eye. Take your pick.
Tell me what you're doing here. Now.
Somebody fed you a crock of shit, and you swallowed the lot.
If you bite as hard as you bark, we might just get along. I'm dangerous all right, but I've got no quarrel with you. 
I reckon you've been sold a crock of shit about me.
Don't sweat it - devils are tricky fuckers. They can't breathe without lying.
Sure they were - and I'm Tiamat's left tit.
Are you demented? I'm a tiefling - same as you. More or less.
I guess they told you I bite the heads off babies, and paint myself in their blood.
Truth's not quite so exciting. Come on over and I'll tell you the whole story.
I'm a fugitive - escaped from the Hells, and those bastards are trying to take me back.
Really? You're serious?
Do you find this funny?
Ster'ca. What was that? You were inside my head...
That was one of my good days - the bad ones would knock you sick.
Now tell me what you just did to me before I make sure you can never do it again.
Hold on a minute - you were on that ship? With the tentacles, and the worms?
I didn't think anyone else had survived.PLA_KarlachRecruitmentTollhouse_Quest_KarlachBackground
Poor bastards.
I boarded in Avernus - that ship was my way out.
No - I just saw a chance and I took it. 
That ship could have been heading for Sigil or Limbo for all I cared - anything was better than staying.
If you'd seen as much of hell as I have, you'd rather have a flayer's tentacles up your arse than stay.
And I'll be going straight back if those imp-fuckers catch me.
I was a prisoner, forced to fight in the Blood War - the eternal battle between bad and worse.
Most souls in Avernus are just meat for the grinder. But not me.
I held my own. More than. Turns out I've got a knack for killing demons - and I enjoy it. That made me a valuable asset.
Devils don't like to lose their assets.
Back in the Blood War, my commander gave me what I needed to get the job done. I had fire running through my veins.
Yeah. Can you handle it?
Fuck yes.
They cornered me in the tollhouse, just up the hill. Doubt they've gone far after the beating I gave them.
I'd come with you just to see them bleed, but I'm too busy bleeding myself. I'll be here when you're done.
Figures. I'll see you in hell one day, arsehole.
You get a friend who spat in Baphomet's eye and lived to tell the tale.
They're not the kind of people you can run from. I need them dead.
Yeah. Not far from here - gang of cultists cornered me in an abandoned tollhouse.
I took out a couple, but I need them all dead.
Make 'em scream.
A gang of cultists cornered me in an abandoned tollhouse, not far from here.
Ha. Even if you take me, I'll see you in hell one day. And I'll rip your godsdamned spine out.FactionHostileToPlayerGroupAfterDialog
You gave me some breathing room when you killed those imp-fuckers, but more will come.
Most souls in the Blood War are just meat for the grinder, but not me.
Safety in numbers? Not a bad idea.
Sorry - I left all my soul coins in hell. 
But I won't forget what you did, and I hope I can pay you back down the line.
You're lucky I did.
The place would have been crawling with cultists if I'd stuck around - and they'd have dragged us all back to Avernus.
That's what I thought - it was something inside you. I felt it. One of those godsdamned worms, from the ship.
Yeah - with distinction.
Fuck this - I'm done being reasonable.FactionHostileToPlayerGroupAfterDialog
It's not - it's a shitting catastrophe. But at least I'm out.
You're picking the wrong side here - those bastards aren't what they claim to be.
Bullshit. I've never killed anyone who didn't deserve it.
Awful lot of people do deserve it though, don't you find?
You can try.
But if you do cut me down - I'll see you in the Hells one day and return the favour. Count on it.FactionHostileToPlayerGroupAfterDialog
Hm. If you bite as hard as you bark, we might get along. I might even have a job for you.
Cute. I've scraped more frightening things than you off my boot.
Either piss off, or show me what you're made of.
All right. Maybe the blood-loss is making me soft, but I'm going to trust you. For now.
I'm in a tight spot - might not be able to get out of it alone.
Oh, I have. The kind of battles a cub like you sees in their nightmares.
All right. Come on over here. But fair warning - you might find this hard to believe.
I'm a fugitive. I escaped the Hells, and the bastards who were holding me there are trying to take me back.
You get a friend who'll put a dent in the skull of anyone who pisses you off.
I'm good at reading people - there's a knack to it - and I'm only getting one word from you.
Horseshit.
Piss off, or show me what you're made of.
And I'm none of yours. So piss off.
You just happened to stumble across me, here in the arse-end of nowhere? Bullshit.
Shifty fucker like you doesn't get a second warning, so no sudden movements., ASTARION
Given how soft you look, I figure you spit fire and crap lightning, so no sudden movements., GALE, SHADOWHEART
Haven't tangled with a gith before, but I hear you're tough. And disciplined. So let's make this quick., GITHYANKI
What? You've never seen a tiefling before?, TIEFLING
I'll knock your teeth down your throat if you keep playing games - this is serious. What was that?
I don't work for her anymore so I'm back to relying on muscle and steel - I'll be just fine.
I'm having a very bad day.
Did you get the bastards?
For now. But... thank you.
Kwa'ad vos non petri'kar.
Zariel. Fallen lady, defiled celestial... ruler of Avernus. I was her prisoner, and her champion.
She tried to break me.
The paladins you killed were acting on her orders - she'll send more. And worse.
Oh, I'm counting on it. I'll be ready for her.
And the first step is to go home - to Baldur's Gate. I've got a score to settle.
I haven't survived her yet. She'll come for me - and I'll need to be ready.
Lucky you. It's the devils' tongue - infernal. Good for cursing and counting, not so good for small talk.
I'm going from one hell straight into another - home, to Baldur's Gate. I've got a score to settle.
I could use the company, but until I've shaken Zariel off my back, I'd only put a target on yours.
My advice? Stay away from the city. When I catch up with the fuckers who did this to me, the streets will run red.
Politicians. The fuckers who sent me to hell in the first place.
My advice? Stay away from the city. When I catch up with them, the streets will run red.
And what is it doing to me exactly? I barely felt a wriggle from it 'til you came along.
Doesn't seem to have turned you into a mind flayer, unless you've tucked your tentacles down your throat.
I'll start worrying when it gives me a reason to.
Take your time - it's only my soul on the line.
Karlach... the Demonsbane…
Blood War... Avernus... champion…
Conspiracy... Elturel's fall...
Hunted... murdered... condemned…
Lies... she hunts me... won't let me go…
Hiding... running... hunted…
The fallen angel... Zariel...
I've got you.
Let me help.
On your feet.
You all right?
You can do it.
Together.
Watch this!
Boom!
What's it going to take?
Ready for this?
C'mon, Karlach - show 'em who you are.
I'm going to enjoy this.
Ooh, fun.
Eat it.
The hammer's gonna fall.
Say bye-bye.
Want another?
Poor fucker.
Need to learn the hard way?
Open up.
Down the hatch.
You're not gonna like this, mate.
Cry about it.
Well, well. Look what we have here.
Come on.
You done?
The drama.
Rally.
You're fine.
Oh no.
Let's go.
Atta boy.
You. Up.
You're all right.
Heya.
Lend an ear?
Time for a natter.
Ahem.
Scuse.
Herman, is that you?
Karlach incoming.
Boo!
Need a word.
Listen.
Hey.
You shouldn't have tried me.
Nice trick, eh?
This'll help.
Catch!
You've got this.
For you.
Let's cook with fire, baby.
Now this is my happy place.
Hup hup!
On my word.
I got this.
Bye forever, pal.
I'm heating up!
GODS, it's HOT in here!
Put 'em up.
Hahahaha!
I smell blood.
All right, Karlach, it's go time.
This is gonna feel good.
Ready for another round?
Let's GO!
Watch this.
Fuck yes!
Here, honey.
Even better.
Star.
Gorgeous.
Good team, us.
Over there!
Heading out.
Find a route.
Moving.
Tactical.
Close ranks.
In position!
Jimmy on the go.
Covered.
Knees high.
I've got it.
Count on me.
No surrender.
Got it.
Under their noses.
Aye aye.
Incoming!
Mine.
Don't mind if I do.
Shh...
Don't tell.
Easy does it.
A little off the top.
Foxy.
Heehee.
Dunk it, shoot it.
Hehehe.
A bit extra.
Clever alchemy.
Potiony.
Soak it up.
Lucky you.
Brace yourself.
Hmph.
Fine.
Happy?
All right.
Come on, soldier.
Oh no!
Rally!
C'mon.
Steady on.
Hold still.
This'll cure you.
Here comes Mama Karlach.
Here you go.
Hang on.
No time for that.
Knock knock.
You napping?
You alive?
None left behind.
Take my hand!
Ready for more?
Together!
Let me at it.
What do we have here?
All right!
What is it?
On it.
Let's see.
Here goes.
Hey you.
Got a little time?
Can we chat?
Hey there.
Gods, you're cute.
Got time for me, darling?
Mind if I get closer?
Hey darling.
There you are.
Sigh!
I've got butterflies.
Do I look all right?
You can do it!
Haha!
Victory.
Wheyy!
Success!
Oh yeah.
Come on, darling.
Are you all right?
I have you.
Together now.
Let's fix this.
Won't leave you.
I'm here.
Poor love.
How's this?
So stiff!
Free now?
I've got this.
Let me do it.
Don't move.
Tasty.
Does this help?
How about now?
Can you move?
I'll save you.
Eyes on the prize - we need to win this!
Not every soldier should've made it out of training.
Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.
I ought to just burn this whole thing down.
Come on then.
Enough of that.
There.
This should help.
Done?
Move.
Stop that.
Go on then.
Move it.
Heads up.
Scarlet.
Get down!
They won't spot me now.
Quiet as silence.
Can't see me.
Don't look!
Slick.
Shht!
Here I go...
Invisible.
Born for this.
Boom! Here I go.
Yo!
Lookie.
Aha!
And?
Yoink.
I'm burnt out!
This isn't the way.
Everthing's going dark.
Help me...
Not yet... please.
Oh no...
Heal me... please...
No! I won't go!
Shouldn't be too hard.
Can't I just break it.
Fiddly things.
C'mon...
To the left and...
Almost...
Let me take a look at that.
You're not looking well.
I can put you to rights.
Poor thing - let me help.
Let's fix you up, my love.
Should do...
Hup to.
Marching.
On my way.
There we go.
What next?
Lalala.
Heyy.
Uh huh.
Phew!
Movin' it.
Where to?
Let's ride.
Saddle up.
Honk honk.
Yeah-ha.
Me?
If you insist.
While I'm at it.
Toes, toes.
Ooh!
What's this?
For me?
Huh.
Gimme.
Hello.
Hm.
Surprise!
I need to talk.
A word.
Listen up.
I'm butting in.
You've got time, right?
Hi.
Prick up your ears.
Ugh.
Here you go, soldier!
Team!
I know what you need.
You but better!
Nice, right?
Go on!
Hold still, soldier!
Hey, catch this!
I've got you, soldier!
Check this out, soldier!
Let me help you!
We're in this together.
Heya!
Let's chat.
Scuse me.
A word, please.
I'll help you
Stuck no more.
Heave ho!
Allow me.
Be free!
I've got you. 
Not without you.
Ready?
Up, love.
That's it.
All better now.
Well done.
One, two.
Hup.
Ought to do it.
My little trick.
Go on.
Easy as.
Good idea, Karlach.
Easy.
Handy.
Stealth mode: activated.
Like a vandal.
Let's turn down the fire.
Shadows don't suit me.
Time for a soft touch.
You can't see me.
Invisible me.
I feel like a rothé in a tea shop.
Steady...
Not used to lying low.
I'm too tall for this...
Halfling essence...
Long n' low.
Rat feet.
Sneak sneak.
Quiet.
Shadowlach
I'm nothing!
Light as air
Turn down the fire.
Whisper mode.
Get you moving.
Let's march!
What a charmer.
Hey, good-looking.
C'mon, let's go!
I could go for a good meal.
Damn, it's good to be alive.
Ready for some good news.
I'd love to, thanks.
You're making me sweat.
Wanna dance?
What's cooking?
Don't be shy.
Don't burn yourself.
Attention!
Well, well.
What's the story?
Dum-dee-dum.
Ready for round two?
Making me sweat.
Well, well, well.
La-da-da-da...
Hey-ho.
I'll help you.
Let's get you out.
Let me.
Hngh...
That should do it.
How's that?
Move your feet!
Can I get a minute?
Hey!
Mind if I butt in?
Got time for ol' Karlach?
Here I am.
My back can't take much more of this.
Not now, I'm being a sneak!
I'm getting too old for this nonsense.
I'm not built to crouch.
NOTE TO ACTOR/DIRECTOR: Blow a raspberry at the player.
Don't. Poke. The Karlach.
Who am I?
My eye!
Good thievin'.
Yeah!
Fingerly.
Monster.
Hells yes.
Thank you!
Phew. This place is... heavy.
Ngh, soldier, my engine. It hurts.
I think this might be it. Soon. Thing's burning hotter than I knew it could.
I want us both to be ready if... well, if we can't fix me.
But look - we've just about made it to the city. That'll do me. Let's go protect it. Whatever happens after that is between me and the so-called gods.
Bit sweaty, but up for whatever's next. Thanks, soldier.
Can't wait to be home. Anything that comes after that is extra.
With this heat going, I can't spare the energy to think. I just want to enjoy whatever's left of this life of mine.
Anyway, it could be worse. I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. With who I'm meant to be with. How many people can say that?
Hear, hear. And hey, kicking his arse might burn off a bit of this extra heat.
Let's go home. It's about damn time.
Hah. She'd turn us both into sheep, then serve mutton for dinner. Let's stay here, where it's nice. For as long as we can.
I'm so excited to go home. Anything that comes after that is extra.
I'm not past looking for Dammon, but I want us both to be ready if... well. If he can't fix me.
Dammon's a smart guy, but this engine just feels... cooked.
But don't worry. I'm not finished yet. Hell no - I've got a to-do list a mile long in this city. Come on. Let's go home.
Life can come at you pretty fast, soldier. A good defence can help you stay on your feet. I think you know that, even if you don't want to.
Haven't gone camping since I was a little girl. Very exciting.
Rough. You've seen Avernus - nothing but rocks and evil pricks as far as the eye can see.
But this - a fire, a bit of nature, and a spot to call my own - this is nice.
You can say that again. Weird turn after weird turn, with the occasional twist of luck on top. Someone out there's either looking out for us, or fucking with us.
Either way, it's pretty interesting. If I turn into a mind flayer tomorrow, I can't say it wasn't an exciting ride.
So no campfire songs and ghost stories for ol' Karlach. Damn, I thought I was out of the Hells.
Guess you can't have it all. To be honest, a fire, a bit of nature, and a bedroll of my own is more than enough - more than I thought I'd ever have.
If I turn into a mind flayer tomorrow, I'll at least have gone out on a high note.
Damn straight we are. I've got a lot of living to do, and I'm going to need my horn for most of it.
And proud.
Guess we ought to rest up, eh soldier? If today's been any indication, tomorrow's going to keep us on our toes.
Gods, my bed looks so good I could cry. Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the lemures bite.
Ah-ah. If I'm a mind flayer, you are too. Checkmate, spots.
Hey, soldier. Doing the rounds?
Almost went to chat up the githyanki myself, but then I thought - you know what, Karlach? You don't need to lose a finger tonight. You just got home.
I considered going to make nice with Wyll, but I thought he might want a little space from little old me.
Astarion's a riot, isn't he? Reminds me of a noble I knew back in the Gate. Wit like a dagger, hair like my granny.
You're doing a good job keeping this merry band of freaks together. Good leaders are hard to come by, you know.
Never thought I'd be so keen to take orders from a future mind flayer. But that's tomorrow's problem, isn't it? Right now I'm not worried about anything but where these pyjamas came from.
Me either. I've got a lot of living to do, and I'm going to need my horn for most of it.
A-thank you. Very happy indeed.
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the lemures bite.
Gale's pretty lost in his thoughts, isn't he. Poor guy. Roughing it like this can't be his style.
Couldn't help but overhear you and Shadowheart earlier. She's a little prickly, but I like her.
Hey, soldier. Doing the rounds before bed, ey?
Mmm... la da da... bum ba du-dumdum...
Oh! Gods, sorry, I was in my own world. Hi. Hello, good morning.
Sorry I didn't wait around this morning. I was just... just buzzing. Didn't want to wake you.
Like the dead. The excruciatingly happy dead.
I loved it too. More than I've ever loved anything.
Still. You looked so peaceful. I wanted to go wherever you were. But I'm me, so I did a lap of camp instead.
Last night was incredible. This morning is incredible. Every moment with you is... beyond belief.
You still like me, right?
And... and nothing bad is going to happen now?
In that case, bring it on.
I adore you, you know.
Thank the gods for that.
I guess we'd better get the day on. So much to do, so much to see... together! Wheyyy.
I LOVE YOU TOO! Oh my gods, I've been dying to say that.
My gods, if I smile any bigger my face is going to crack. I'm pathetic. Besotted! And it's all your fault.
You're welcome. Ahem.
I do. But sometimes I don't mind being lied to.
But you're not the gilding type. Straightforward, true as the day is long.
I knew it. Good.
A beautiful lie. But I guess whatever comes, we'll be there. Together. That's enough for me.
I much more than like you too.
Haha. Wait. Are you serious?
My gods, I think my heart almost stopped completely. Don't scare me like that, you scallywag!
Nothing bad is going to happen now. Not now that we're finally so... so close. Right?
Really?
All right. Well fuck you too then. Using me like I'm a fucking grenade in your pack. Well, you did your damage. Are you happy?
Get out of my face. Wanker.
Dada-dadum, mmm...
Wyll. I don't know what to say. I can't believe what you did.AVATAR, 
Been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that. How can I thank you?
I'm glad you saw me for who I am. And - and I think I can see who you really are too. A hero.
Oh, I've got your back. Front. Side to side. Name it, and I'm there.
Hah. Look, I'm sure you'd rather live without 'em, but those babies are absolutely magnificent. As far as I'm concerned, you've never looked better.
Keep 'em clean and dry, apply a bit of seed oil now and again, and they'll shine.
I'm grateful I get to travel with you, Wyll. You may look like a devil, but you're one of the most noble men I've ever met.
Can't say I blame you. I can tell you right now, I wouldn't have done the same in your position. But I'm... well, I'm grateful you're better than me.
I won't forget this, Wyll. Not ever. You may look like a devil, but you're one of the most noble men I've ever met.
I'll be honest, soldier - I'm reeling. Wyll hardly knows me, but he chose my life over his.
Been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that.
You can say that again. When he was chasing me through Avernus I thought he was just another sad merc. How wrong I was.
Gobsmacked, really. But grateful. Really grateful. I could learn a thing or two from a man like that. Hopefully we won't turn into mind flayers first.
Funny how the line between 'fool' and 'hero' is so thin.
I'll figure out a way to make it up to him. What do heroes like? Swords... shields... shiny things...
Wouldn't be courage without the risk, would it.
Hey, soldier. I thought I might come visit you later. When everyone's asleep.
Me too. See you later. I can't wait.
Haha! Please. We've waited long enough, I think.
See you later. I can't wait.
That's perfectly fine. I just want to be with you. No expectations. No pressure. Just us.
You mean you - you aren't interested anymore. In me.
Oh man. My heart. I - I really had the wrong end of the stick there.
I'll - I mean - I need to do some thinking. Thanks for telling me, I guess. I - sleep well, I guess.
Bit badly done, to jerk me around like that. You may not care about this, but I did. I did.
You don't have to love me. You don't even have to like me. But you do have to treat me with respect.
Do some thinking on how you treat people, soldier. This isn't the way.
But I do. And I want you. Or I thought I did, anyway.
I want to be with someone who's sure about me. Someone who wants me as much as I want them. It seems like that isn't you.
Hey, soldier - you said you might try cooling me down. Any leads?
Yes!
There's got to be something, right? Something cold - or water! Or maybe if you were less... burnable. There's a thought, right?
Hey, soldier. We've got a long way ahead of us - and there's something I want to tell you.
Don't worry. It's nothing bad. Well. Depending.
Hey, soldier. I'm getting a little nervous. We're getting further and further from those pricks who were hunting me.
I'm not willing to let servants of Zariel roam the Sword Coast unchecked. Or to regroup and come after me again. Let's go get 'em. Together.
You... did? Wow. That was sound of you. Why'd you do it?
Glad to be counted among them. Really glad.
Wish I could've been there to watch those ignots crumble, but I'm just happy they're off my tail.
Same. Wish you would've brought me along for the ride, but I'm just happy those ignots are off my tail.
Then again, facing 'em down might've put my tin can into overdrive.
Hear that? Infernal engine for a heart. Lets me burn as hot as the Hells. Thing's been running in overdrive since I left Avernus.SFX
Won't be seeing my mechanic any time soon, so I've been making the most of the extra heat. But it's meant I can't get too friendly. If I'm excited, nervous, scared, I'll light you up like a firework.
Burn, baby. As hot as I can tolerate. I have to admit it helps in battle, though I wouldn't have chosen it for myself - if I'd been given a choice.
I'll tell you the story, but I really need to find someone who can tune up my engine sooner rather than later. Believe me when I say this thing is hot.
The first time I faced down those 'paladins,' they let slip they'd met an infernal mechanic in the area. A tiefling. But I didn't see him anywhere.
A weaponsmith, huh? Not sure if he's the guy, but I'd love to find out. A tune-up would do this rusty heart a world of good.
Sounds like a good lead. Hopefully, our guy will be among them. A tune-up would do this old tub a world of good.
Thanking you. A tune-up would give this rustbox of mine a new lease on life.
If you can lead the way, I'll gladly follow.
It's important to me. Are you going to help me or not?
Yes! Now we're talking.
Before we head off, there's something I want you to know.
Well. Alone it is.
If this is really goodbye, soldier, I guess... well... thanks for everything. I'd hoped we'd be able to stick together a bit longer, but that's life, isn't it.
Good luck. I'm gonna miss you. You better miss me too. Or else.
Ngh - hey soldier, I... well, I'm not feeling so good.
My engine... it's getting worse. Feels like it's going to burst out of my chest.
Without a mechanic, you might need to get used to a slowly overheating tiefling at your flank.
Never. I mean - not if I can help it.
Listen, in case something happens to me... I've been wanting to tell you something.
We need to catch up with Dammon. See if he's thought of a way to fix this thing. If it can be fixed.
We need to catch up with that mechanic. And pray he's extremely good.
Well... I imagine it's lights out, Big K. And then it'll just be you, your parasite, and the wild yonder.
I'm sure you'd manage. But this ol' girl's got a few things to do before it comes to that.
I'm sure we will. But... in case we don't, a bit of advice.
You leave your left flank wide open. If I'm ever not around to cover it, you may find yourself on the wrong side of a goblin spear one of these days.
Tell that to the inferno where my heart was, soldier. Actually, don't. I don't want to piss it off.
Reckon it's time we talked about all this fire, huh? I've got an infernal engine for a heart. Little gift from Zariel.
Thing's been running in overdrive since I left Avernus; I'll burn clean through anyone who gets too close.
The short version: Clever sadism. The longer version: I worked for a guy who sold me into Zariel's service. She put the engine in my chest, and now it's burning me up.
Burn very hot. Great in hellish battle, less so now that I've escaped.
I need to be alone, all right? I'm very fucking confused right now.
I've figured it out. Exactly what I want to do with you.
I want to go on a date. A first date. No weapons, no monsters, no mysterious voices... just you and me and dinner.
Please say yes.
Yes! Amazing. Put on your least bloody tunic and meet me back here. Eee, I'm so excited!
Give me a beat to run ahead - I want to make sure everything's absolutely perfect. See you there!
Hi. Hi! You made it.
You look nice.
Thank you.
And never forget it.
I refuse to find out you're an arsehole at this late juncture, so I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.
Hmm. Baldurian seafood stew. No thank you. What do you think you'll have?
Maybe I shouldn't knock what I haven't tried.
We'll both have the seafood stew, please. And two glasses of...
...and two glasses of beer.
...and two glasses of wine.
So! You're an adventurer, right? How's that going?
I know, but this is our first date, remember? Tonight, you're a mystery to me.
Eh. Bad-ish. Not trying to one-up the local villains, of course, but man, have I seen some shit.
But hang on, this isn't first date talk. Tonight, I'm a mystery to you, and you're a mystery to me.
It's all I can do to keep my hands to myself, anyway. We're terrible at this.
Exactly. Anything you'd like to know about your enigmatic new paramour?
Never thought I'd be the type to fall for a fatale like you, but there's a sweetness to you, just beneath the surface. It's irresistible.
In your case, it's practically a vital organ. Though the veil seems to lift that little bit every day, and I just see... you.
Gods, I'm terrible at this. Trying to have a first date, but I feel like I've known you all my life.
No! Yes. No - we came to have a nice date, and that's what we're going to do. Go on: date me. I dare you.
Right here in Baldur's Gate, more or less. My folks are long gone now, but they raised me in the Outer City. Dad was a porter in town, mum did laundry. Still think of her when I smell clean sheets.
We were poorer than dirt, but my gods we had fun. What about you?
Wonder if they're still out there somewhere. No chance they could've forgotten someone like you.
Cut from the same cloth, some might say.
Hear, hear.
Might've, if you spent any time in the Outer City. We didn't exactly hide ourselves under a bushel.
It's one of the things I love about you - your ability to see things through.
You don't have to explain, if you don't want to. But whatever time I have left, I'd like to spend getting to know you, exactly as you are.
That explains your grit. And your strength. And so many other things I love about you.
Show me your ways.
Oh that's easy. During year two of my fabulous adventure in celibacy in Avernus, I once got so, erm, pent up, I burnt down my field tent.
Blamed it on an imp and never told a soul the truth. Beat that.
Yeah, I'm very sure. I'd ask for a real secret, but I suppose besides the whole child of Bhaal thing, you've always been an open book.
We'll have to make some new secrets between us, then.
Aw. Well, if you ever want to learn, I'd love to take you to a little pond I know outside the city. Shallow, safe, and I'd be there to help you float.
You mean you haven't read all six volumes?! Gale Dekarios, I'll never look at you the same.
You are terrifying. I love it so much.
Hard to imagine you as a naughty little boy. Who knew he'd grow up to be the very paragon of right-doing?
I understand. The people who hurt us have an annoying habit of lingering, one way or another. I'm sorry for what he did to you.
You deserve better. You deserve the best. I wish I could give it to you for the rest of your life, but I swear it for the rest of mine.
Right you are.
Good question. And easy enough, in my case. I'm afraid of dying with regrets. Of living small and giving up the ghost before I've done what I came here to do.
That means going after the things I love. Including you.
Your turn!
I'm sure. You've probably killed scarier things blind and bleeding.
No. Particularly not for sinners like us. But if push comes to shove, I'll meet you in the City of Judgement. We'll paint it red.
You belong here. With me. I know I'm not a forever kind of investment, but right here, right now, you are it. You are everything.
I know what you mean. Changing is hard. Every time I think I've figured it out, boom, there I am again, behaving like some version of me that never learned a damn thing.
Impossible. You leave your stamp everywhere you go. Just look at me - absolutely besotted.
I get it. I can't speak for Vlaakith, but I'll always know who you are. The bravest, fiercest, most gorgeous woman in all the Realms.
That could never happen. You're the best person I've ever met. Soul and body.
Fucking preach. Any rat bastard comes after you again, and I'll destroy them. I promise.
You might be your own greatest fear, but you're your own greatest strength, too. I see that every time I look at you.
Oh - hey! Here comes our food. 
Hey, uh, Henk, I think we ordered the -8a4a686d-6c47-411f-a0b3-d79ff33e2922
Hey, uh, Honk, I think we ordered the -
Worst guy I ever met. Anyway, how about a toast? Oh - shit!
May we live every day like it's our last.
Cause you never know when your last will come.
That was great. The food and the company.
You know what I want to do.
Whatever do you mean? We're just two normal people living normal lives very, very normally.
I know I can't stay forever. Here. With you. In fact, I feel like... like I don't have long left at all.
We've been through so much, and the worst is yet to come. I have every reason to feel terrified... hopeless... like giving up.
But to be here, with you, in the city I love, in this world that I love so much... It's all I could really ask for.
You hear me? You're all I could ever ask for. I love you. And I know that whatever else this city will throw at us, we can handle it.
Come on. There's something I want to show you upstairs.
Hope you like it.
No, after you.
I rented us a room for the whole night. Just the two of us - alone, finally.
I just want to be with you, however you like. You're in control.
Oh. All right. Well - good night. I had a great time with you. Really great. I... hope you did too.
Looks like I need to find a more active way to entertain you.
Hey! Oaves have feelings too. I don't know why I'm nervous. Looks like we'll have to raise your glass.
Sorry, sorry. Hope they don't stain. Care to raise your glass to that?
Here's to living every day like it's our last.
Hmm. Ask me a question, maybe. A getting-to-know-you type question.
You know, it does. There's always a bit of a veil about you - I guess it's the magic, but there's something else, too. Something I want to discover first-hand.
Everything about you is new to me, honey. You're the first gith I've met, sure, but you're also singular in the world for so many other reasons.
I'm not sure. I feel like I saw the heart of you from the very beginning. And I've had a piece of you with me ever since.
Hmm. Partially. On the one hand, you're dangerous temptation itself. On the other, there's something very frank about you. Something familiar.
It does. There's so much about you I don't know, but I'm hungry for every part of it.
You're right. Small talk is for small people. And we loom large. But still - first date. So let's make with the first-dating.
Kill the monsters, save the townsfolk, sweep the local hellbeast off her feet?
True! Then let's say you... brought me to my knees.
You speak true! And now I'll claim my reward for my labours escaping the evil archdevil: you.
Gods, we're terrible at this. This was supposed to be a first date, but it's all I can do to keep my hands to myself.
...and two cups of tea.
...and two glasses of water.
Just what I had in mind.
Two of the rothé ribs, please. And two glasses of...
Nice and light. Sounds perfect.
Two pumpkin stews, my good man. And two glasses of...
Why's that even on the menu? Then again, if it's good enough for you, I suppose it's good enough for me too.
A duo of your finest gruel, please. And two glasses of...
Don't keep me waiting too long!
There's a little spot I know in town. Out of the way, but the view of the city is incredible.
Say you'll go. My treat.
Friends? What do you mean?
I'm sorry, but I don't have time for that. Literally. I care about you, but I'm not going to chase after you.
So you can lap me up like dessert, but a meal together is taking things too far?
I get it. I didn't mean to overstep. There's just so much I want to do in the little time I have left.
If this is it for us, I accept that. But I'd like to find someone who's keen to have a nice meal with me while I still can.
I'm sure you can understand that.
After... after everything? Everything you said? Everything I said? You...
I need a minute. I need a lot of minutes. Please.
Wait, what?
Even crazier than that, if you can believe it.
They'll be fine, I promise.
I rented us a room for the whole night. Just the two of us - alone, finally
I just want to be with you, however you like. You're in control
Say you'll go. My treat
All set?
A little inn in the city - the Singing Lute, it's called. If it's anything like it used to be, we'll have the place all to ourselves.
I'm buying, all right? Let it be said, let it be written, let it be done.
Hup hup, eh? I haven't got forever.
A little inn in the city - the Singing Lute, it's called. If it's anything like it used to be, we'll have the place all to ourselves
Hear that?
Crackling fire. A little breeze. I love it here. So much.
Yes! And the fire, and a faint murmur in the distance. I love it here. So much.
Well, I'm certainly part of it! The breeze, the fire, me big stupid head. I love it here. So much.
This camp. Faerûn. Toril. The Material Plane. Paradise.
Good gods, you ain't lying.
And it is, in loads of places. But here? Here we've got it all.
Greedy bastard. Look around you. A beautiful, interesting world, a few risks and bothers to keep us on our toes. Friends, food, a bed to sleep in. I'm telling you, this is it.
And do you want to know my favourite part?
That ranks very high indeed, but my honest-to-gods favourite thing is grass.
You're in the top ten. But I was thinking of... grass.
Oh my gods, grass. Perfect, soft, grave-hair. Feels like heaven between the toes.
Granted this isn't the world's best spot for grassing, but I've taken my opportunities where I could.
Only blades there are bloody. When I stumbled off that nautiloid and onto the banks of the Chionthar, the first thing I did was find something green to fall in.
Baby, I'm nothing if not frolicsome.
Damn, I'm so fucking happy to be back.
Even if this place, this moment, isn't your idea of heaven, believe me: it could be a gixillion times worse.
Sorry, I forgot about your delicate sensibilities. But you know what? I wouldn't change a thing about you.
My mum used to call it that. Said to tread with care, cause every blade might've been fed by someone important to someone.
Nothing like it, right?
Grass. Perfect, soft, grave-hair. Heaven between the toes.
Well, I'm going to tell you anyway.
You can keep it. I'd rather live for myself in this heaven than live for someone else in another.
I've got everything I need in abundance, right here. Including my favourite thing.
Too bad!
It's grass. Perfect, soft grave-hair. Heaven between the toes.
Rest up, soldier. Who knows what tomorrow's got in store for us?
You saw Gortash, didn't you? What the fuck was he doing down there? Is all of this because of him?
I was his bodyguard. I looked after him with my life. I trusted him more than anything.
He gave me away to Zariel just for kicks. He ruined my life just when it was starting.
And now he'd use up the entire Sword Coast.
He has to die. And I'm gonna be the one who kills him.
He can't get away with what he's done. To me, to us. He won't get away with it!
I can feel it. The engine. It's getting hotter. Louder. It's going to blow, if we don't find another way to fix it.
I can feel it. The engine. It's getting hotter. Louder. I feel like... like it might burn out completely. And soon, if I don't find some way to fix it.
You know, Zariel may have put the fucking thing in, but Gortash gave her the go-ahead. You expect this shit from devils. But not from the people you care about.
Let's get to the city. Got business there I'm highly fucking keen to attend to.
Do you know this engine inside of me is going to blow? If I don't find an infernal mechanic, I'm finished.
Do you know what's inside me? An infernal engine. It burns as hot as the Hells, and it's been running in overdrive since I left Avernus.SFX
Zariel may have put the fucking thing in, but Gortash gave her the go-ahead. You expect this shit from devils. But not from the people you care about.
I need to get myself fixed in time to make him pay.
An infernal mechanic could do it - and quickly. I'm hanging on, but just by my fingertips.
If he went on to Baldur's Gate, we might be able to find him. He owes you a favour after what you did, right?
Here's hoping.
I'm not going out yet - got business with a motherfucker first.
I want to live to fight it. Not burn out before I get the chance.
I've got a long list of evil fucks to deal with. And I'm not going out until I do.
Then I need to find an infernal mechanic - and quickly. I'm hanging on, but just by my fingertips.
I'm more likely to implode than blow up, more's the pity. Wouldn't mind taking out a few cultists on my way out the door. But better if it doesn't come to that.
I need to find an infernal mechanic - quickly. I'm hanging on, but just by my fingertips.
You bet your arse I am. And I won't stop 'til that fucker is dead!
I won't know peace 'til I've dug my thumbs into his eyes. 'Til I've ripped his throat out with my teeth. Hear that, Gortash?! I'm coming for you!
I'd never have protected a Banite, even a decade ago. I looked after that fucker with my life. I trusted him.
He gave me away to Zariel without a second thought, and now he's looking to ruin the entire Sword Coast.
Whatever the fuck he's been up to in the last ten years, we have to stop him. He can't just keep ruining people's lives. He can't get away with it!
He used me up and gave me away when he was done with me. Didn't matter how much I trusted him.
I heard about what happened. Ketheric. Myrkul. And Gortash. What the fuck was he doing down there? Is all of this because of him?
Let me get one last look at you in case the brain bug takes us in the night. There. Got it.
Hey, soldier. You surprised me. For the best, I suppose. I was getting a little lost.
So - bear with me.
I have - had - this old friend. Really old. She must've been around a hundred and forty by the time I met her.
Eventine Grantz was her name. Halfling, ran the bakery in my neighbourhood in the Outer City.
Went in for a fresh seedloaf once, only to find her sitting on a stool with her head in her hands. I asked her if she was all right.
I will be,' she said. 'Just tending to my garden of sadness. Things have got rather overgrown.'
I was just a kid, but I knew what she meant. I thought about it a lot while I was in the Hells.
As glad as I am to be free, Avernus is in me still. Less of a garden and more of a... I don't know, a pit. But when I try to look inside, I can't feel anything.
Hah. I bet I could handle it. If you could handle the void-like Hell maw inside me.
True enough. Don't know why I'm rushing things, except the risk of imminent mind flayerisation. But hey, we've got a cure in the works, right? Right.
I don't know. Maybe not nothing. But maybe... maybe nothing I'm ready for.
Thanks for lending me your ear, soldier. I'll unbend it now. But I appreciate it.
The future. I foresee... sunny days - lots of them. A little place in the city. And more adventures with the likes of you.
And you know what? That feels good. 
We'd better. Running out of days, aren't we?
Then again, I feel pretty good. Strong. You know? 
Maybe this is how the squiddie fuckers get you. They put a pep in your step, then burst out of your skull when you least expect it.
Well. Let no one say we led boring lives, if nothing else.
We better get some shut-eye if we're going to face whatever's coming our way tomorrow. At the rate things are going, I expect nothing less than something totally unexpected.
Sure it's not the hellfire? 
But you look pretty good yourself, I have to say. Now - let's get some shut-eye before I say something I regret and lie awake in rictus horror all night.
Hey, that's my thing.
Well... you may feel shitty, but you look pretty good from where I'm standing. Now - let's get some shut-eye before I say something I regret and lie awake in rictus horror all night.
I think the others are asleep. Hi.
Since I met you, all I wanted was to be close to you.
We're sure I won't hurt you, right?
May I test that theory?SHORT = False
May I test that theory?SHORT
Say it loud: 'I'm yours, Karlach.'
My name sounds so good in your mouth.SHORT = False
I'd like to take you to bed now.
Gods be damned, it's a good day to be alive.
Gods be damned, it's a good day to be alive.SHORT = False
Gods be damned, it's a good day to be alive.SHORT
Oh - of course. I'm sorry if I misunderstood. 
My name sounds so good in your mouth.SHORT
I'm yours. Completely.SHORT = False
I'm yours. Completely.SHORT
Are you all right? Did I say something wrong?
Slow. To tell you the truth, I feel like I have two modes: Off and on, on, on.
You might have to show me how 'slow' works.
Later. I promise. Right now I just... I just can't.
You said it. But... when I'm with you, all that seems manageable. If I can have you, I'll take the rest.
Fuck yes I am. Especially while my ultimate fantasy is right within reach.
Feather in my cap that I've survived this long without being able to be close to you.
I think you know what I want. But what you want is the most important thing.
You're in charge, soldier. Hey, I have an idea.
Hmm. Maybe I like slow after all. So erm... can I kiss you now?
Right. Yes. Got it. So... do you... erm... help me, I don't know how to do this.
Avernus was bad. But being here and unable to touch you for so long was worse, damn it.
Feather in my cap that I lasted this long.
Same as they all were, I suppose. Quick to flare, quick to fade.
I never really had a chance to grow out of my 'if it moves, climb aboard' dating strategy. I was still in the middle of figuring all that out when Gortash sent me to Avernus.
With you, though - having to wait for someone I wanted so bad. I didn't know I could tolerate so much anticipation.
Feather in my cap, says I.
Me too. Would you believe me if I said this was probably the best day I've ever had?
Even I'm not desperate enough to fuck an imp.
But no - there wasn't anyone. Couldn't risk it. Had to survive. And look - it all worked out.
Would you believe me if I said this was probably the best day of my life?
This is getting difficult, you know. Being this close to you. It's almost more than I can take.
Look at that. Not even a light singeing. SHORT = False
Since I met you, all I wanted to do was touch you. Now that I can, I never want to let you go.
Really now?
I hope you know that I'm yours. Completely. And I'd like to take you to bed now.
I don't mean to push. I just... I feel like my skin's on fire. In a good way this time.
But you're in charge, soldier. Help me: what comes next? I might be a little out of my depth here.
I'm happy with halfway. Or a quarter of the way. Or any part of the way you're happy with.
If you like, we can just lay together...? Clothes on and everything. I just want to be near you.
C'mon and c'mere, you. I've already spent too much time without you in my arms.SHORT = False
C'mon and c'mere, you. I've already spent too much time without you in my arms.SHORT
Oh - I'm sorry if I... never mind. You're right. 
Sleep well. I'll try to do the same.
Oof. There it is. Devastation. 
Look, I respect your decision. Of course I do. But right now I need more than a friend.
We'll chat in the morning. Sleep well.
Look at that. Not even a light singeing. SHORT
Soldier's honour. Being next to you right now... it's almost more than I can take.
I want to touch you as deeply as you can be touched. I want you to be mine - completely.
Like a... creature. Pulse. Heat. Desire.
I can't believe this is finally happening.
My gods. That's hot. My engine's really cooking with fire.
Gods dammit, Zariel. Gortash. Why'd you have to pick me?
Cause I'm tough enough to take it.
Sometimes I wish I weren't.
But if I keep thinking that way, this thing's going to burn me clean out before dawn.
Without a mechanic, I might need to get used to the feeling of slowly burning to ash.
It feels... awful.
And it might not get better. But you know what? I'm not done here yet. Not yet.
I need to catch up with Dammon. See if he's thought of a way to fix this thing. If it can be fixed.
I need to catch up with that mechanic. And pray he's extremely good.
There might not be a fix at all. What then?
Then... well. We live. Every second until the last. That's all there is to it.
I'm sure it'll be fine. It'll be fine! It'll be fine.
Gods, this thing's hot. 
Might not hurt to say a prayer or two.
Things haven't gotten that bad. Not yet, at least.
I need to find a mechanic. A good one, or this thing's going boom.
No reason. Wrong place, wrong time.
If I'd done things just a little different... if I'd seen the signs...
But I guess it doesn't matter. Can't change the past, and right now, the only thing that matters is how fucking hot this thing is getting.
Maybe Gortash is still knocking around the city. Maybe I can ask him.
Better yet, I'll get my axe to ask his brain, directly.
But I'll need to live long enough to make it to the city. That means surviving a little longer.
Ngh - gods, this thing wants to burn out. Not sure it's ever felt worse.
But I'm so close to the city. To home. Wasn't sure I'd make it.
Doubting myself has always been a fool's errand. What Karlach wants, Karlach gets.
Everything but the thing I want the most - my heart back.
But hey. We've all got to go one way or another. And I plan to go out with a bang.
But hey, I made it to the city. That'll do me. Whatever comes after that is between me and the so-called gods.
Dammon might be able to do a little something, but at this point... I don't know. My engine feels cooked.
Dammon said he could come up with something, but at this point... I don't know. My engine just feels cooked.
But hey. If this is how I go out - saving the city, protecting everything I love from everything I hate - that'll do me.
I'm going home. And whatever happens after that is between me and the so-called gods.
Gortash is going to be so happy to see me, right up until I melt his face like a candle.
That motherfucker doomed the wrong girl.
Come out, come out, wherever you are, Gortash. Karlach's coming home.
I'm so grateful.
Sweaty, but grateful. Good gods, this thing is hot. And getting hotter.
If this thing's burning out, I'd like to do it in Baldur's Gate.
Home. I'm nearly there. It's almost over.
And if my engine keeps burning this hot, it might be lights out sooner than I think.
Would you look at this place? All these people - happy because of us.
It's nice to be somewhere where good is still possible.
And with such lovely company.
With you - and just lately, I feel like I can remember what it's like to be... good. 
I tried, in the beginning. Blew up in my face spectacularly. Lesson learned, never try to befriend a devil, cambion, or imp. 
Orthons are good for a drink and joke, but you can't turn your back on 'em.
But hey - enough about that. That's history now. I want to think about the future.
The one nice thing about being trapped in the inexorable grind of time is you've always got something to look forward to.
Me too. I don't think I've ever looked forward to anything as much.
Gods that's hot. Don't get me started. I might never stop.
You better go enjoy the party before I do something I'll regret. I like you unburnt, after all.
Bye, soldier.
Don't look too far back. We only just met.
I bet you could make me last as long as you wanted.
Haha! I really know how to lay it on thick, don't I? Ah well. What can I say? I'm excited to be alive. And excited about what's to come.
Really now? Cause I think you suit me perfectly.
Speaking of, I hate to butt in, but I've seen the way you and Lae'zel have been looking at each other.
I like her, and I bet she's a wildcat after midnight, but I'm just not sure I trust her yet. Mind yourself, all right?
But hey. At least some of us are getting a little action.
Speaking of possibilities, what's this I've been hearing about you and Astarion?
Don't get me wrong, I'd ride him to the Feywild and back if I had the chance, but I wouldn't let my guard down around him.
Good to see the two of you getting along, anyway. At least one of us is getting a little action.
Though... you know. If you wanted to meet up later, maybe we could... meet up. Later.
I know. But you only live once, and if you never throw your dart, you'll never hit the bull's eye.
Thank you for noticing.
Not if I enjoy you first.
I don't think your little friend would let me hear the end of it if I accepted. No matter how much I wanted to.
And I... I really want to. Ugh. This is bad. But I want to be bad with you.
Enjoy yourself tonight. You've earned it.
Oh god. You know I want that more than fucking anything.
I'll come find you when the others have gone to bed. Wait up for me, all right?
(Yes!)
But there's something I think you should know.
Hear that? Infernal engine for a heart. Lets me burn as hot as the Hells. Seems to be running in overdrive since I left Avernus.SFX
It also means if I'm heated at all - excited, nervous, scared - I'm way too hot to touch.
Won't be seeing my mechanic any time soon, so I'm afraid I just can't get too close.
High pain tolerance. And a dynamic duo of truly shitty bosses.
Wild, right? And believe it or not, I'm one of Zariel's least-mutilated pets.
Burn, baby. As hot as I can tolerate. Makes me a beast in battle. Hardly remember what I was like before it.
Well now! Maybe I could make his acquaintance? A tightened screw or two might let me keep a little calmer.
Maybe even manage a pat or bump without burning someone to death. It's been a long time.
But let's not get into tragic backstories now. It's such a beautiful night.
Who knows! Maybe I can run like this indefinitely. But... maybe not.
You. Me. Friends. Got it? Good.
Don't worry. I will. And I've got a good arm, you know.
Ach. That is agonising! But I get it. I guess.
Well look, soldier, I won't always be too hot for words and deeds. You may regret to find that I happen to be very touch-worthy, underneath the searing, lethal flames.
Enjoy the party. And enjoy so-and-so too, while you're at it. For now.
Really? I mean - great!
I know I was a little hopeless when we - you know - before. I want you to be happy. And I want you to be with someone you can actually be with.
I don't know if you mean that. But I hope you do.
Really? I thought - because of you and you know... I don't know, I thought maybe you just wanted to be with someone you could actually be with.
I'd understand. I mean, I do understand. I'm not possessive. And at the end of the day, I want you to do what you want to do.
I just want that to be me. Somehow. Some day.
I can handle it. After all, life was made to be lived. And that's exactly what you're doing.
Enjoy yourself, soldier. You deserve it.
Take you and Gale, for instance. Don't think I haven't noticed the sparks flying.
He's a good egg. A little scholarly for my tastes, but I'm sure you could crack his spine like a new book.
Speaking of, from where I'm standing it looks like you and Shadowheart are getting more... familiar.
She's a funny one. All pointy and secretive, but it seems like there's someone very sweet beneath it all, you know?
Then we have you and Wyll, the ultimate incarnation of all things good in the world. There's something between you two, isn't there?
He's a good one. The best, maybe. When I think about what he sacrificed for me... Give him something to smile about, all right?
And with good potations, too.
Fuck yes! I'm celebrating my freedom. And our friendship. And these folks' bright future besides.
All I need now is a fire-retardant lover to get lost in 'til sunrise.
Speaking of which... there's something I wanted to tell you.
Not so much. You spend the whole time avoiding swords and schemes. Plus people just get nastier as the night wears on.
I tried to make friends at first. Learned my lesson fast. Better to keep to yourself in Hell.
Ah, come on. I know I'm not really who you're interested in. And anyway, even if I were, you couldn't touch me without getting burnt to a crisp.
I like you too. A lot. I'm sure you know that by now.
Ah, c'mon, let's not spoil an effective thing. You point, I rage, we win. Doesn't need to be more complicated than that.
You too, soldier. 
Who knows! Maybe I can run like this indefinitely. But... maybe not
I tried to make friends at first. Learned my lesson fast. Better to keep to yourself in Hell
Can't wait for bed time. See you soon.
Cheers to you, soldier. And to me, if I do say so myself.
Have fun.
Oh, this is clever. Might even work. C'mere.
Mmm. I'm dizzy. And you - are you all right?
I hope that's true. 'Cause I'm hoping for seconds, thirds, and fourths, once we find a way to cool off this engine.
They're still zipping around inside me.
I know I can't have much more than that - not until we've found a more permanent solution to the hellfire issue. 
Mine too. Soon enough, you're going to be mine. But until then, I'll play nice.
Gods, me too. That was... amazing. But it is what it is, isn't it? I may not be able to have any fun, but you're still free as a lark.
Very coy. But don't worry - we are nothing if not free, and until I'm back to my full splendour, I make no claims upon you.
You have your fun with the angry alien 'til then - I don't mind sharing. But keep a piece left over for me, hmm?
I'd believe you if you said one plus one is seven.
I will, then.
That's the only way to take 'em, isn't it?
I know you and hairdo girl have something happening, but keep a piece left over for me, hmm? I won't always be too hot to touch.
I don't mind sharing you with the bookworm while I'm indisposed, by the way. I'm sure he can keep you entertained until I'm more... approachable.
You have your fun with the pretty boy 'til then - I don't mind sharing. But keep a piece left over for me, hmm?
I know you and Wyll have been getting close, by the way. I owe him a lot, but I don't owe him you.
Have your fun, but save some for me, all right? I won't be too hot to touch for long.
You have your fun with the others 'til then - I don't mind sharing, if I must. But keep a piece left over for me, hmm?
You have no one but yourself - and Zariel - to blame.
I'm waiting!
Awww!
H-hello? Withers - is that you? 
Where am I?
My companions? I can see them? How long has it been?
Wait - the City of Judgement? How long will I stay there? And how long have I been asleep?
They're alive. I'm dead. Let's leave it at that.
I can see Astarion?
I can see Halsin?
I can see Gale?
I can see Wyll?
I can see Lae'zel?
I can see Shadowheart?
I can see Minthara?
I hear you - but I don't know who or what I am.
SFX only: A battle cry as Karlach runs toward the imp horde with her axe raised overhead.
Well, soldier. Here we are.
It worked. My engine's calmed down.
I shouldn't have let you come here. This isn't going to be easy, you know. Zariel's going to come at us with everything she's got, and now Raphael's in the mix, too.
I shouldn't have let you come here. This isn't going to be easy, you know. Zariel's going to come at us with everything she's got.
Gods. Like clockwork. They'll be on us soon - but there's just enough time.
Thought I was done with these...
...but then there was you lot.
Imps are fast but careless. Don't let 'em tire you out - just get rid of 'em. And don't forget:
You asked for this.
Better let these fuckers know I'm back. And this time, I'm not alone.
...but then there was the Blade of Avernus.
...but then there was you.
Gods. Like clockwork. They'll be on me soon - but there's just enough time.
Better let these fuckers know I'm back.
Well, here goes nothing.
My gods! Is that Fytz?!
It's over. He's... gone.
The second I'm out of here…
Ugh...
He's toast. I don't care how many big shiny boys he has.
You won't be much help from in here, soldier.
Godsdammit.
We need out of here yesterday.
Tsk tsk. The Dead Three out there, and us in here.
This fucking cell smells like eggs.
I don't give a shit about your agreement.
How about an apology for sending me to the Hells?
From you? I guess nothing. Not anymore.
However little I think of you, you always manage to find a way to make me hate you even more.
I'm working on it - but not for your benefit.
Give me time. Our lord wills it.
Turns out I don't want to play your little game. I've had enough of those to last a lifetime.
Thanks to you, I don't hope for things anymore. I just take whatever it is I want.
Trust you? That's a good one; tell another.
I'm not a naive kid anymore. And I don't take orders from you.
Bastard.
You better follow through on your end of the deal.
Don't patronise me. Not after everything you've done.
I'll be back, motherfucker. See you soon.
You ought to be worried about your own hide.
You're mistaken. I'd like to finish our business now.
God, it's good to watch you suffer.
I trusted you once. I was so naive, and you took advantage of that.
You live in a fantasy world. One where everyone is to blame but yourself.
I was young. You should have been my mentor, not my betrayer.
The only thing that's about to fall at my feet is you.
Thanks to you, I endured more suffering than you could begin to fathom.
It's over for you, Gortash. Take one last look at me, cause I'm the last thing you'll ever see.
I did what I had to. I have no regrets.
An alliance? You must be joking.
Bane wills us to work together.
How can I trust you now, Gortash? After everything you did to me?
Take the Netherstones. I deserve the power you promised - even if I have to share it with the likes of you.
Take the Netherstone. I deserve the power you promised - even if I have to share it with the likes of you.
I don't have them on me. Give me a little time to retrieve them, and they're yours.
I'm not giving you anything. If we'll both rule, we can each keep our stones.
Fine. Take them.
Fine. Take it.
Dream on.
Study Gortash. What are his intentions?
Study Gortash again. What more can you glean?
Read Gortash's thoughts again.
Study Gortash. We can't trust this prick, can we?
Read Gortash's thoughts.
Dream on, Gortash. You're dead. Just like me, but sooner.
I am who I'm meant to be. You have nothing to do with it.
This thing in my chest is killing me, you know. You did that.
Gods, I can't wait to kill you.
That's it? That's all you have to say to me?
Thanks to you, I don't hope for things anymore. I just take whatever it is I want. See you soon, motherfucker.
Those things were evil - just like their papa.
To think I ever worked for you. Proudly, too.
I don't know. You managed it for a solid decade.
You sent me to the Hells. You let Zariel take my heart. As though any of it was yours to give away.
You feel no regret, do you. All right. How about fear then?
Do we now?
You have no future.
There will come a time, sooner than you think, when death comes knocking on your door. You'll swing that door open, and you'll cower before what you see, and you'll beg, 'Please, Karlach. Spare me.'
I can't wait.
The man doesn't know the meaning of the word respect. He'll double cross us at the first opportunity.
You make it sound like we were lovers. Or friends. But that wasn't it.
I trusted you. I respected you. It was my job to protect you, and that's what I did.
I was so young. I didn't recognise evil when I saw it.
When you turned on me, I was too dumbstruck to realise what was happening. No way he'd hurt me, I thought.
You betrayed me for reasons I still don't quite understand. But I suppose evil has no real cause. It just is.
Until it isn't.
Good.
Then run while you still can.
You can't escape me. Wherever you go, I'll find you. Wherever you run, there I'll be.
Don't lecture me about goodness. You don't know the first thing about it.
But I do. I give a shit. I don't hurt the people I love. And I keep my promises, too.
Very, very hot.
Very clever, fabricating people to do your fighting for you. But they won't be able to protect you forever, Gortash.
Please let this work...COM
That feels... good. I'm still burning hot as Hell's hole, but I feel less... changeable. Cheers, mate.
I'm still burning just as hot as ever.
Thank you - I feel... good.
Leave.
There. So did it... work?
You feel so nice.SHORT
You feel so nice.SHORT = False
Thank you.SHORT
Thank you.SHORT = False
You're all right. No burns.SHORT = False
You're all right. No burns.SHORT
Can we go to bed now?
Ignot. Look at that. No fire.SHORT
I can't believe it. Thank you, Dammon. Thank you so much.
The minute I set foot back in Avernus, Zariel will force me back into service. I'm not doing her bidding again. I'd rather die.
Yeah. Apart from the doom and gloom, you've given me more than I could ever hope to repay.
You read my mind.
Right? All this doom and gloom. I have something far more exciting on my mind than this bloody tin box.
Thanks, Dammon. Really. You've given me more than I could ever repay.
Ignot. Look at that. No fire.SHORT = False
Thank you, Dammon. I can't tell you what this means to me.
Isn't there anything you can do?
How long do I have?
I don't know what to say.
That isn't true. Anything can be beaten.
Say nothing. You're still trying to process what you've heard.
You're going to let a bit of iron beat you?!
Pause. Is he flirting with you?
Take your leave - you have someone you really want to touch.
Incredible.
Still haven't lost it, after all these years. Thanks, Dammon.
Nothing is inevitable. Especially not this.
Please let this work...OOM
Hey, it's Dammon! Let's say hi.
The Emperor might be right, but we're not out of options yet.
Let me transform. I'm... I'm not long for this world. I can feel it.
You can trust me to use the stones as we planned - to defeat the brain, and nothing more. It's the perfect solution.
Say you agree. Please., 
Soldier, my heart feels like a live grenade - gonna blow any minute. You still have a life to live. I don't.
You're very fucking welcome, soldier.
If anyone was gonna look even better with tentacles, it was gonna be me. Let's do this.
I won't have to look at you much longer anyway, so I'm really getting the good end of the deal.
I trust you. Do what you think is right, and I'll stand by you.
But if you change your mind, just say so. I'm here. And I'm ready for whatever comes next.
I'd rather be a mind flayer than have to watch you become one. You still get to live. Do it as you.
I've never been more sure of anything. This heart inside me is about to blow. Doesn't matter which body it takes out with it, right?
What the hells did you expect, Astarion? Come on!
Hahaha! That'll teach you, vamp.
Mmm. Delicious gruel.
Fuck you!
I'm never going back!
Come and get me!1
JUST TRY IT, ZARIEL! COME ON!
That ought to do it.
Thanks. That was really starting to hurt.
If you cast anything at me, I'll break your fingers.
Another day, another scar.
Ster'ca.
That bastard cut me deep.
Godsdamned one-eyed fool. If only he'd listened.
Mm-mmm…
Hmm-mmm…
Na na na...2
That thing's about to blow!
Oh, shit. A mind flayer?
Gods, I could sleep for a hundred years. Looks safe enough for a night, I reckon.
Don't do it! This isn't evolution, it's... it's... I don't know what it is.
I guess this is our best chance. You can handle it. And I'll still like you just the same.
A mind flayer? How is this possible? Gods, we've been so... blind.
Ugh. Her.
You definitely didn't.
Something's off about this one. On your guard.
Whoa. My engine. It's almost... I don't know. Buzzing. Like it's paying attention.
Ah! A circus! Can we go?!
Punished?! Gods. Don't want to imagine what that entails. Maybe there's still time to find her.
Ravengard - the real Ravengard - is in there somewhere. We can't give up on him.
Oh man. That's awful.
If there was ever a moment to kill this fucker, this is it.
Are you sure about this?
Huh. What's the catch.
There it is. Of course.
Zariel wouldn't like that much. But even I'm not so desperate to spite her I'd put the Hells in this bastard's hands.
What?! You can't be serious.
Hang on. What the fuck is going on here?
I'm sure it is.
Let's be allies,' said the viper to the frog.
This isn't going to end well. Mark my words.
Take that with a grain of salt. This is Gortash we're talking to.
Hang on - we're at a strategic disadvantage here. Better to take down those machines, then rip Gortash's throat out.
The machines might be scrap. But that doesn't mean we've got the advantage.
Too right.
Yes, yes, yes! Let's do it!
Hah! Absolutely. This is gonna be great fun.
She's the worst of the worst. I suppose a devil can't help her nature, but she's got a really godsdamn bad nature.
I'd rather have my horns yanked out with a tweezers. Come on, give me a little action.
You know me too well.
Honestly - probably. But hopefully not any time soon. I've got a lot of living to do yet.
Kids, huh? I don't know. How about a really mean goat.
But... I don't know. Things can change I guess. I've heard.
You really know me, don't you? It's wild. In so many ways, we barely know each other. But where it counts, you're deeper in my head than that tadpole.
You did pretty well there, soldier. I have to say, I'm impressed.
Well. I think we've proven here today that we really don't know each other very well, do we? Ah well. There's time.
She's nice. But I'm more of a sunlight girl myself.
Just the sound of his name makes my blood boil - probably literally. Can't stand the fucker. Ding ding.
I'd be highly entertained if he choked on a button. But I don't hate him, per se.
Excuse you! I think not. Not ever.
Mmm, I don't think so. Seems a little... I don't know. Just no.
With you? Please. That story's written in stone, and it ends with you on one side of the world and me on the other.
A cheeky win for us. The statue doesn't need to know what we did or didn't do to get here.
Oof. No. Sorry Dribbles.
Hang on now, soldier, I'm not paying for your sins.
This had better be violent, sexy, or both.
Ah come on, soldier, you've been through worse - nearly.
So Gortash is nothing more than a pile of flesh, same as the rest of us.
I did it. I won.
Why doesn't it feel like I won? Why do I just feel so godsdamn tired?
Is that it, then? I've killed the bastard who ruined my life, and now I crawl into a corner and die?
He's nothing like me.
I did whatever it took to get what I wanted. Just like he would've.
So... what now?
Where's my sunset to ride off into? My bard to play me off stage...?
Nothing's coming, is it? I killed the bastard who ruined my life, and my prize is that I get to crawl into a corner and die.
Am I fucking missing something?
Calm down. You must've known this was the only possible ending.
Knowing and believing aren't the same thing. Not by a long shot.
This is it. This is what we worked so hard for.
It makes no sense. None of it means anything.
He... he wasn't even sorry for hurting me so fucking bad.
I'm still dying. I'm dying. He killed me! I'm going to die!
I'm not dead yet. Not yet. Not yet.
For how much longer? Long enough to finish what you started? Long enough to get back your heart? Fat fucking chance.
I don't want to die. Please, no.
It isn't fair. I was so young when... so naive. They stole my. Heart.
My heart. My heart. It was mine! From my mother. From mum.
There's still hope. I can fix the engine. Stabilise it.
Please! Fucking give it up. There's no miracle coming. There's no hope. You can die here in your home, or you can go back to being tormented in fucking Hell. Those are your two options.
I'm going to be as dead as Gortash any day now. Any moment. And what then?
Off to the City of Judgement to waste into oblivion? Into the dirt to get eaten by maggots? Is that it for me?! Is that fucking all?!
And the others - they'll just keep going. Singing, dancing, loving each other, all of it, all of it, without me.
That's my reward for everything I suffered. That's why I survived ten years of torment. The fighting, the clawing, the loneliness, the fucking loneliness...
All of it, so I could rot. Because the person I trusted - I loved that fucking animal - gave me away to the devil.
What the fuck am I supposed to do now?
I should just end it all now. On my terms.
But then who'd save this fucking place.
Live, bitch. 
Ugh. If I have to.
All right. I think I can do this. Time to... keep going.
Protect the city I love, I guess.
The 'Absolute' can have Baldur's Gate when I'm dead. Which may be in the next few minutes, but until then, no.
I don't know.
There's nothing to know. There's nothing left.
I'm going back to camp. If I don't immolate in the night, I'll deal with this sorry shit tomorrow.
So Gortash is nothing more than a pile of flesh, same as the rest of us.8a4a686d-6c47-411f-a0b3-d79ff33e2922
I don't feel like I've won. All I feel is tired.
I'm beyond overwhelmed. I'm... I'm finished.
He's dead, and he's no fucking sorrier now than he was before.
What was the point? I'm still dying. I'm dying. I'm going to die!
Don't say that. Say you found some way to fix me. That now Gortash is dead, I'll get my heart back.
My heart. It was mine, and they took it.
And you - you'll just keep going, won't you. Watching the stars. Warming your hands on the campfire. Dancing, eating, making fucking love all night - all of it, all of it.
All of it, so I could rot. Because the person I trusted the most gave me away to the devil.
It isn't fair. I don't want it like this.
You could try. Haven't you got a Wish spell in that pack of yours?
I ought to just end it all now. On my terms.
But then who'd save this godforsaken town.
You do it. I'm tired.
Let's get out of here. I've always hated this place. Stupid fucking gigantic bridge or whatever.
I think I need to go to camp for a while. Be alone. Scream at the sky. You can come and find me later, if you want to.
Thanks for listening. For existing. Love you.
You might only find a pile of ash, but I'll be there all the same.
I don't know how.
Are the gods really listening?
You better be right or I'll haunt your arse.
Not exactly encouraging. But I'll take what I can get.
I guess I'm not the only one bound by something beyond my control.
That's a big ask. You in good with the powers that be?
Well then. Maybe I have a chance after all.
Thanks for not giving up on me, either.
I should've yoked my fate to a better cleric.
Worth a shot.
I don't want to die. I want to live. I want to stay.
I deserve better. I deserve more. I deserve to live. I. Deserve. To. LIVE.
It's evil. I was so young when this fucker betrayed me. So naive. They stole my heart before I even knew what I had.
Got a miracle in your back pocket you forgot to tell me about?
I don't want to go back to Hell! I shouldn't have to! I want to live - I want to live here, in my home, with my own heart.
I can't do it anymore. Ten years, man. It's enough. It's enough.
Fuck you! Fuck him and fuck you! I don't need life to be fair, I just need to live it!
Feel like I should laugh but I'm just too godsdamned tired.
I feel like there should be a sunset for me to ride off into. Or an orchestral swell or... something.
But there's nothing, is there? I killed the bastard who ruined my life, and my prize is that I get to crawl into a corner and die.
I begged one of them to claim my soul. Hoping for Lathander or Selûne, but at this point I've probably done more to earn Loviatar's interest.
Ye gods, this guy is begging to get smacked.
A brother. And a sister. At the same time. Yeah - no. You do your thing, but that's not mine.
As the rising sun.
Upset? I guess not, as long as everyone's, you know - above board. I get the appeal in theory, but the reality makes me want to take a lye bath.
Have fun, soldier. Leave something left for me later, ey?
Degenerate.
Ah, come on. What's with you? We have room. Kid needs us.
All right, who's acting the clown?
Ah! What was that?
Hells yes! You're HERE!
What a lovely occasion this is.
Though I'm going to get very hungry very soon.
I could eat a beholder - what's cooking?
No doubt about it - engine's cooking hotter here. Damn.
Mustn't think about any of the local brains. Far too tempting.
Ah, a pity mutton chops no longer hold any temptation.
Ahh, it smells so good here!
It's just so godsdamned beautiful here.
I... I thought you'd change. I thought you'd resist. What a fool I was.
I could. I should.
I have nothing to lose anymore. I'm burning up - burning out. But this is something I can still do - this is how I can help save the city I love.
The Emperor may be a mind flayer, but we have needed all the help we've received. I don't think we should stop now.
We have more options than we knew, Lae'zel. Give me the chance to convince you.
Yes. Please.
Hang on - we need to talk this through. There's so much at stake...
Latent potential'. All right - let's do this. I'm ready! Turn me, dammit!
Hang on - no. We agreed. It's me. It has to be me.
I'm pissed. I'm grateful. Gods! If I can't change your mind, I suppose I can only say... thank you.
You do not. You can't.
This fella and its ultimatums. But he's forgetting one thing.
We could become illithid. I mean, I could. You could trust me to do what needs to be done.
Hahaha! Oh wow. Yes. That's what you get, fucker.
Whoa, whoa, soldier, what are you doing?!
Shit - no! It's all been leading to this - we stop the brain. Now!
HAIL THE ABSOLUTE!
Subdued. At last. This is its death rattle. 
This is it, soldier. This is what we fought for.
Time to end this thing.
No more tadpoles, brain. It's time to die. 
Stop - STOP! What are you doing?!, ILLITHID
Stop - STOP! What are you doing?!
No... what are you doing?! 
This was all I had... 
This is it. You have to command it to die!
It knows this is the end of the road. Pay it no mind.
I wouldn't mind a very well-earned libation, myself.
Astarion. Burnt by the sun again. Godsdamn, that's fucking cruel.
Back to the shadows. But perhaps not forever. Even though worst affliction can be fixed - with some amount of sacrifice.
You're burning up, soldier. Take cover!
Whatever our next step, we each have our own path to forge. Mine stranger than I ever believed possible - and yet, possible.
I hope you are wrong, my friend.
I may not be as strong as I used to be, but I'll be much better at advising the project.
I wouldn't mind paying Amn a visit. Never been that far south, myself.
So soon? How strange. I thought our bond was... I don't know. Formidable.
Goodbye, Lae'zel. You've been absolutely unforgettable.
It's all right. I knew what I was doing.
I like it too. Mucous suits you. And you saved us all.
Lae'zel! No - stop!
Goodbye, dragon riders. I wish you the best - in your home plane, preferably.
What about you though, Lae'zel? What's your plan?
Gale? What's wrong?
I'm on borrowed time anyway. But don't pull the pin until you have to, hey? We might still win the old fashioned way.
See you on the other side, Gale. It's been an honour.
Looks like that Crown could use some Netherstones. If these things were ever going to work, it's now.
My gods! I didn't think they were real. Not really.
What the fuck are those?!
I'm hot. Too hot. I think... I think this is it. The engine's finally cooked.
I'm not ready.
We did it. I did it. The city's going to be all right. My friends are going to be all right. I can let go.
I'm slipping. I can't hang on. I... what's happening?!
Goodbye, sun. Goodbye, sea. Good-
We did it, soldier. The city's going to be all right. And so are you.
Engine's finally cooked. Held on just long enough.
So? H-how'd I do?
Careful - hot.
How'd I do? Spectacular.
It's the one thing I can't beat, isn't it? Same below as above. I love. You.
You. More than anything. I saw - gods!
Goodbye, sun. Goodbye, sea. Goodbye.
Fine. I'll go. Wyll. With you.
But we have to go. Now.
You can't. You...
All right. All right. But we have to go. Now.
I can't hang on much longer.
H-hurry. I'm going to... I don't have much time...
I thought I knew... I thought I knew, but you...
I'm ready. I... I... Stand back, I'm going to -
For you. And for the city, and for myself, and blah, blah. But most of all, for you.
So were you. My friend. My companion. I adore you.
I never gave up. I did my best. I did my best.
It's the one thing I can't beat, isn't it? I wanted to live. In my city. With my friends.
But life is for the living. And I saw - gods!
And I'd do it again. Whatever it took. For the city. For the world. But most of all, for you.
We did. Together. And now it's done.
It matters, my love. What we did here matters. What we have... has been everything.
So it is. We gave this city back its life. We did that.
It's yours, soldier. Ultimate power. What will you do?
Oh no - Astarion, you're burning up. Take cover, quickly!
Stop this right now. You have a life ahead of you - don't waste it!
I did, didn't I?
I saved the fucking world. And I think I might live long enough to tell the tale, too.
Don't worry about me. I'm... happy. 
We really did it!
Fucking hell. It's over.
We did it. We actually did it. And the city's still standing.
Wait. Maybe you don't have to. It... it should be me.
Look, my offer is still on the table. I can do this. I should do this. You know you can trust me.
Well. And me. Look, I'm not long for this world anyway. I should transform. Do what needs to be done.
If anyone can, it's you, Gale. Whether you should is a question you might consider, though.
I hope she does. And we see each other again soon, both less explosive than ever before.
What do you say, Gale?
I think we've earned a celebration. Don't you?
He's a hero. A fucking hero.
But he'll never be forgotten. His name - his sacrifice - will live forever.
But we'll never forget him. And neither will the city he saved.
Gale gave his life for us, for everyone... and now he's gone.
All it cost us was our friend.
And all it cost was our friend.
And the tadpole is gone at last.
And the tadpole's gone. Finally.
He did it... he actually did it... he blew up the Netherbrain.
Gross.
Raphael's driven her mad. Poor soul.
We won't! We'll get you out. I promise.
Why don't you run off and tell him, Korrilla? You love tattling to daddy, don't you?
Oh gods. What the fuck have I stumbled into.
You've what?!
I really don't understand you sometimes.
Careful now. Last thing we want to do is call forth Raphael's ugly mug before we need to.
You did us a favour, Yurgir, so I'm going to let that slide.
Gods, I hate the Hells.
Oh, goodie. Now we can go see Gortash, dangle this stone in front of him, and watch him beg before we slit his throat... right?
One more Chosen to go. Can't wait.
You did it. You're free. I'm so godsdamn proud of you!
Happy birthday, soldier.
I tried to save you - when Bhaal came for you before, I stood by you.
And I stand beside you now. I know you. You're more than this. More than Bhaal. You're my friend, and I won't leave you.
But... but this? I can't pardon this. I can't fix this. This is it. It's over.
You can hear him, can't you? The Lord of Murder. You can hear, but you won't listen. I know you won't.
Sounds like a challenge.
This is real. A Death Devil skull, by my reckoning.
This is our fault. These people died because of us. What were we thinking?
Florrick. We've got to help her.
Shht! Don't tell him!
You better not be planning on giving her up. Not after everything she's been through.
Dame Aylin is going to want to kick this guy's arse herself. Believe me.
Gortash's dad. Same treatment as his mum, I guess.
Gortash's dad. And he seems... proud.
All this magical hoo-ha. Gale would love it here.
We're not going to let this happen, are we? Volo's... well, he's Volo.
Poor guy looks like he could really use a hand. I've got two, hey?
Hang on - you're not seriously considering this, are you?
I can probably handle a little fire, but I'm not sure about the rest of you.
Gods - Gortash has a mother?! I assumed he sprang fully-formed from a lich's arsecrack or something.
This is grim. If we can slip this without murdering a hollyphant, I'll be very glad.
You can't be seriously considering this. You're better than this. Aren't you?
These are real hellish gems. Some of Minauros' hoard.
This better be a long con, soldier.
I think we both know exactly what she means by that. Our girl would be gone.
The elder brain can control anyone with a tadpole. That's... concerning.
Oh my gods. I'm gonna faint!
Is that... the Beloved Ranger? Jaheira is gonna burst! I'm gonna burst. Oh my gods - Minsc!
They stole her friend and her face. Damn, that's low.
Holy shit, they're real. Torn from a war devil's skull.
Arabella?
Oh no - definitely something up with this one. Trust me.
Mammon! I knew it. I did!
Let's poke around the rat's nest. Maybe set it on fire on the way out.
Seven thousand vampire spawns, unleashed on the Sword Coast. It'll be a well-dressed flood of mayhem, at least.
This doesn't feel right. I don't know what else to do, but still...
Fraid that's the genuine article. From a ghargatula no doubt - big bastards.
Hey! Dammon might be knocking around here, right?
Hey, that weaponsmith you mentioned might be here, right?
Please. The only devils here are you lot.
It's an honour to end the fucker who killed all those people - all those innocent people. You monster.
You're not the worst liar I've ever met. But you're daft as a brick if you think I'm going to believe that.
That's a load of shit. But you know what? Vengeance can wait. And I have other priorities today.
Tsk. That was pathetic - it really was. How said that shitty lie will be the last thing you say. Bye, fucker. You too, Blade.
Argh! You back away first, all right? One false move, and you're dead. I've more important things to do today than kill a rat.
As for the Blade of Frontiers - you fashion yourself a hero, but you lie down with dogs like this. That's just pathetic.
This is cute. I'm still going to cave your murderous heads in, but it's nice to get a peek at the inside drama first.
Ngh...COM
Bloody right. An honour to be chased by the Blade of Frontiers. But - agh!
Touch me and you'll regret it.
What was that?!
I can explain. But it's a whole situation. If you'd just hear me out -
You saw the truth. I never wanted to serve Zariel. I was enlisted in her army against my will. Forced to fight, and fight I did.
Listen to sense, now. I don't want this to end badly for either of us.
I'm Karlach - but you already knew that. And you are...?
Well met, soldier. Nice to meet a friendly around here - it's been tough going so far.
I may not be a devil, but I can put the Blade's reputation to work.
Now that we're old pals, how would you feel about helping me kill some evil bastards?
Oh boy, an arsehole! I've already won the Blade of Frontiers over; hope you'll prove more of a challenge.
Fair enough. Let me try again, with a little fun thrown in. How'd you like to help me kill some evil bastards?
Zariel liked it so little, she sent a bunch of goons, so-called 'Paladins of Tyr', to take me back. Problem is, I'm not going.
Damn. After a decade in hell, I was hoping for a little company. Especially some who looked like you.
I can see that. But look, if we take care of my little problem, we can move on to ours. The tadpole.
You know, I could've used a friend. Pity that won't be you.
Infernal metal! This can help Dammon patch up my engine.
Yes! Dammon can use this to fix me!
Infernal metal! That's what my engine's made of. Hang on to that!
I don't like this. What are you planning?
Leave her be. Please.
Hey, my folks are buried here. I'd love to pay them a visit.
You can do this, Gale. And I'll be right here when you're done.
Wyll!
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck!
Get her away from that thing - now!
Ahh, I love this time of year. The dickheads start popping up wherever you look.
You're a disgusting little shit, you know that, Mizora?
Wait... what? No. This can't be. Bring him back. Bring him back NOW!
Ngh...OOM
You've got to be half-troll for your head to be that hard. I'm not working for Zariel. I'm running from her.
We've both got a brain-worm. I know you can see into my mind, see the truth. I'm home now - out of the Hells. I just want to live.
Please. It's Wyll, right? We don't have to do this.
Look - you don't have to trust me blindly. I'll prove to you I'm as clean as they come. In fact, we're in the same line of work, in a way.
I'd like to team up. Send your leader my way so we can work out the particulars.
I think I told you to get the fuck out of my face, for your own good.
Ngh...AOM
I can explain. But it's a whole situation. 
Fuck...
I never wanted to serve Zariel. I was enlisted in her army against my will. Forced to fight, and fight I did.
When I saw an opportunity to get away, I took it. I'm finally home - or near it, anyway.
And you almost seem sensible. On my heart, I'm telling you the truth.
I want us both to live. That's all.
Whatever the consequences may be, we'll face them together. If you'll have me.
Whatever that price may be, I'll help you pay it. We'll be in this together.
Thank the gods, he sees sense! Look, Blade - Wyll - I know you love bashing evil - we have that in common.
Erm... are you all right?
What say we take our mind off things with a little fun?
I may not be a devil, but I can put that reputation of yours to work.
How would you feel about helping me kill some evil bastards?
A little background, if your moral compass needs something to point at...
You already know I fought in the Blood War. I was good. Really good.
Turns out I've got a knack for killing demons. That made me a valuable asset. Zariel - the archdevil herself - made me as her personal attack dog.
I played along until I could get the fuck out of there, but devils don't like to lose their assets.
Zariel liked it so little, she sent a bunch of goons, so-called 'Paladins of Tyr' after me. Until a minute ago, I thought you were working with them. They want to take me back to the Hells.
But believe me when I say I'd rather die.
Fuck yes. They cornered me outside the tollhouse, just up the hill. Doubt they've gone far after the scorching I gave 'em.
Then we can work on evicting this parasite and take Faerûn by the short hairs. Sound good?
I'd hug you if it wouldn't scorch your skin off. 
Trust me - when you see what I'm capable of, you won't regret it.
Don't worry, I'll lead the charge. But I could use your help. There's a lot of them and only one of me. After that, we can team up. Take Faerûn by the short hairs. Sound good?
Dirty work's the only kind I like. But there are a lot of them and just the one of me. I'll take point, and you flank 'em.
After that, we can team up. Take Faerûn by the short hairs. Sound good?
That's incredible! In that case, you ought to let me return the favour. My muscle for your aid in my battle against the powers of the arch-bitch.
Wheey! Now we're talking.
Why don't you clear things with your leader before we team up. Send 'em my way so we can work out the particulars.
If there's one thing Zariel taught me, it's not to fuck with the top dog until it's absolutely necessary.
You know I'm up for it, but your party's a little full.
Looks like your troop's all trooped up. You'll need to send someone packing if you want me to join.
No room in your party. What should I do?
All right - I'll catch up with you later. But don't get to any of the fun stuff without me - got it?
I'll catch up with you when it's time to camp, for now. But don't get to any of the fun stuff without me - got it?
Let's hop!
Excellent - let's go!
Now we're talking.
Buh-bye.
See you around.
Till next time.
Phew, I'm getting all het up. Let's make tracks!
Damn. After a decade in hell, I was hoping for a little company. Even a big hero once out for my head.
But I can take a hint. Good luck out there. You're gonna need it.
You did?! That's incredible! You ought to let me return the favour. We can team up - evict this parasite, then take Faerûn by the short hairs. Sound good?
I can see that. But look, if we take care of my little problem, we can move on to yours next. and the tadpole after that.
Kill some fiends, evict a parasite, then take Faerûn by the short hairs. Sound good?
I understand, but hear me out. These fucks will be especially fun to hunt.
I won't pester you for details now, but believe me Wyll, I'll be there by your side, whatever comes.
That sounds serious. But look, Wyll, you won't face it alone. Whatever it is. I owe you that much.
Maybe I could even show you a little fun before the hammer falls.
Thank the gods. I would've taken no pleasure in burning you to a crisp. Well, not much anyway.
And look - you don't have to trust me blindly. I'll prove to you I'm as clean as they come. In fact, we're in the same line of work, in a way.
The tadpole. Gods, there's more to this thing than I realised.
Well, whatever else it may be, the tadpole isn't a liar. I never wanted to serve Zariel, and I escaped the first chance I could.
For shit's sake, you must be half troll to possess a skull that thick.
Trust me - when you see what I'm capable of, you won't regret it
Dirty work's the only kind I like. Gets even messier the more bodies you throw at it. Think of the potential.
Well, well, well. How the Blade of Frontiers has changed.
I thought you hunted devils, Wyll. Not innocents. Were all those people in the druid's grove monsters? Or is the only monster you?
Were all those people Zariel's servants too? Or is it possible you're going after the wrong people.
I guess it doesn't matter now. Your trail of blood ends here and now.
Tsk. That was pathetic - it really was. How said that shitty lie will be the last thing you say. Bye, Blade.
You'd like that, wouldn't you? Set down my blade and watch as you plunge yours in my heart. Not a chance. I intend to live - over your dead body.
Get the fuck out of here. Now. Before I change my mind.
Oh, I want to live. Just not in a world with you in it.
Try, motherfucker! See what happens!
Tell it to their corpses. Murderer.
You suppose right. Not that it matters anymore. You're too dangerous - I've got to put a stop to you.
With pleasure.
An astral projection. Very clever. I'll stay on my toes around this one.
Shit. I just can't shake you, can I?
Go on then, Gale. We'll be here waiting for you when you're finished.
What are you doing?! All those people, Astarion - stop!
It's done. Just like that. Gods, help us.
Seven thousand Astarions, unleashed on the Sword Coast. It'll be a well-dressed flood of mayhem, at least.
I can see the scars. No one should have to suffer like you suffered. No one.
Astarion, no. This isn't you. It can't be. You can't sacrifice thousands for yourself. It just doesn't add up.
You did it. You really did it. There's no coming back from this, Astarion. Was it worth it?
Come on, Astarion. Let's get out of here. You've done all you can.
Beautifully intimidating. This place was meant to scare people into submission.
And here I thought I rubbed you the wrong way.
Aw. Thanks, pal. I think.
Nice.
Cute.
Aww.
Huh. Pretty good idea.
Ah, Wyll, your horns are deadly! So much character.
Ah! Oh my gods. Minsc!
Come on. We all have our secrets - and our risks. If Gale leaves, we might as well disband completely.
Absolutely. We're all risky in our own ways. We stick together anyway. Right?
If having dangerous, otherworldly objects stuck in your skin is wrong, then Gale and I both have to go. We're not really splitting up, are we?
Come on. We all have our secrets - and our risks. If Gale leaves, we might as well disband completely
Absolutely. We're all risky in our own ways. We stick together anyway. Right
If having dangerous, otherworldly objects stuck in your skin is wrong, then Gale and I both have to go. We're not really splitting up, are we
Karlach certainly does not.
Whoa. What the fuck just happened?
So. Wyll. Now that we've made peace, how about we get to know each other properly. What's your story?
Go on. We're listening.
You make it sound like a harvester devil's coming for your throat.
I would too. Go on, Wyll - we're listening. Who sicced you on me?
You make it sound like a harvester devil's coming for you, Wyll.
Gut him? I'd rather toast him. He could've gone for my throat.
The fact that we're both still standing here unscathed means he's a friend. Or something close to it.
Hate to say it, Wyll - but I agree with the mind flayer. Baldur's Gate doesn't need a dragon - it needs you.
Take it from me - people might take one look at you and start running their mouths. But you don't need them. You can do this.
If there's anyone I trust to run this city, Wyll, it's you.
Grand Duke Ravengard!
Well, what can I say? Hail Grand Duke Wyll Ravengard.
She never stops, does she. Not for a second.
Mizora serves Zariel. The Archduchess of the Hells. Why would you sell your soul to her?
An actual hero. One of the few.
No, Wyll. Not you. I won't let that happen. Not ever.
The Blade of Frontiers.' That's what you were called before I barrelled into your life and nearly ruined it. And look at you now.
Well, well! You may get a curtsy out of me yet, Grand Duke Wyll Ravengard.
You're speaking my language.
Well he's not just any Grand Duke. He's Ulder Ravengard - the most influential duke in the city.
Ravengard. He's been a legend since I was a wee one. No one loves Baldur's Gate more than him.
You're preaching to the doomed choir, ma'am.
I will rip your face off, fancy boy.
Pretty sure it was purple.
Wait! No! I know this one. K'ha's - sji - 'trach - 'ash!
Wrong! It's bottom right.
Handsome and talented. Goodness me, I'm a goner.
That was... expressive? 
Ah, come on. That's cold.
Are we planning to kill everyone we meet? 
I knew I liked you.
We can't abandon all these people. Right?
Gods, these are those tiefs? Their whole city was dragged into Avernus for a while. Zariel was delighted. When they made it back out, I'd hoped they got their happy ending.
Excuse you.
Hang on. If we play this right, we might be able to stop this before it starts.
I wonder how she feels about trepanning.
What. The. Hells.
Poor thing must be terrified. Who do they think they are, keeping her away from her folks?
I hardly think a mad old woman's lotions and potions are going to cure us. We should keep moving.
That's it. You're calm, I'm calm, snake's calm.
Wait! Don't spook the gods-damn snake!
I've torn demons apart with my bare hands. Goblins won't be a problem.
All in a day's work.
I'd like to keep an eye on things, thanks.
Oh man, a soul coin? Wouldn't mind getting my hands on that...
Deadly. Wait 'til you see what I can do with that thing.
I'm gonna destroy this place. Rip it apart, board by board.
Easy, girl. There's no point now - you already killed them all.
But wouldn't it do to send a message? Wouldn't it be oh-so-fucking fantastic to leave nothing behind at all?!
I hope you're watching, Zariel. I hope you see how free I am. And I hope you know I'm never, EVER, EVER GOING BACK!
I'm hot. Really hot. Is this safe?
Probably not. Nothing's safe - never will be. But I can feel the fire in every vein, and I'm not gonna let it go to waste.
TEAR IT DOWN!
AHAHAHAHA!
Me the beast? Now that's fucking rich.
Fuck yes. That felt amazing.
Next best thing to getting laid.
 Kind of. All right, not close... but still. Pretty good.
Been so long I can hardly remember.
I'm hot. Very hot. Too hot.
Deep breaths. I'll be all right. I'll be all right.
Maybe I went a little too far...
Ah, fuck that. Fire's really going for broke, though.
Bloody engine isn't cooling down, is it. Guess it wasn't made to work outside Avernus. Hope it holds together long enough to find an infernal mechanic.
And a stiff drink, while I'm at it.
Wow. I mean. Wow.
I ought to smack some manners into you, you know that?
I don't like this at all.
Fuck. A cambion.
That's what separates us from the devils, soldier. They think our greatest strength is a weakness.
Please don't open the creepy book.
I don't serve, and I don't rule. With or without tadpole.
Hang on... High Harper Jaheira?! Saviour of Baldur's Gate? Incredible.
Whoa. What?! You can't be serious.
Absolutely not. The gnomes walk free. Right?
Hang on. You sure you want to pick a fight with these gnomes? They've got bigger problems than us.
You can't be serious. What the fuck is wrong with you?
No way we're letting these bastards take those gnomes. Right?
My gods. What in all Nine Hells is wrong with you?!
Pft. Sure, they can take the gnomes. Over our dead bodies. Right?
Nice. Helps not to judge a book by its cover, doesn't it.
Ooh, are we killing slavers? Me first!
Some firepower'll help bust open that wall. Then we can free the poor lads inside.
Perfect. Let's get a move on, then.
Sounds like bad news. I'd just as soon get that Moonlantern off Nere.
Must be the shadow curse. We'll need Nere's lantern if we want to get through it.
Agreed. Next stop: Nere.
You just want me to die in a cursed cloud so you can take my boots. Finally, the plot revealed.
It's broken?! Argh, you've got to be kidding!
No. Something's coming - and if it lives down here in the dark, it won't be anything good.
This might be some devil's ploy. Don't listen to it.
Something's coming - and if it lives down here in the dark, it won't be anything good.
What in the Nine Hells is that?
They deserved better than they got. May they rest in peace.
If he winds up, I'm gonna snap his neck - if the rothé don't stomp his lights out first.
Adamantine. Bet we're near the forge. Wonder if I could melt that stuff...
No burial. Just slaughter. Damn.
Better dead than stuck down here. Right?
Let's just hope whatever managed to plough through 'em is long dead, too.
I'll keep an eye out. If it's a demon, I'll be able to spot it a mile off.
I think the evil god of loss can avenge herself, if she needs to.
Be careful what you wish for, soldier.
Whatever killed a bunch of Sharrans might still be down here. Just saying.
You took the words right out of my mouth, soldier.
An escort to Moonrise, huh? Can't be too far off, then.
What is it with these people and heads? Let's get Nere's and get out.
Can't wait to pay these bastards back, lick for lick.
Sound shrooms. Snake druids take note.
Like watching a lemure eat porridge. Messy and unsettling.
This Nere sounds like bad news. I guess we could lend a hand, right?
Duergar invaders, huh? I'd like to hear their side of the story first, but all right.
Well, our to-do list is certainly filling out fast.
Free the drow, take his head, get out of here in one piece. Easy as one, two, three.
Don't forget the gnomes. I'm not leaving them with their captors.
I've seen nasty, but these guys are on their own level. I have a feeling this is gonna end badly.
I'm ready to go, but maybe we should wait before provoking these pricks.
Not in the mood for another fight, believe it or not. Can we play nice?
Whoa. Who the fuck are you?
Yeah, right. No chance we're letting those bastards take the gnomes with them. Right?
Cruelty like that poisons the soul 'til one day, you drop dead - or the person you're fucking with snaps and puts a sword in your eye.
Whatever's wrong with you, I hope it's not contagious.
We're not letting that happen, are we?
I'm... speechless. Wow. Just... just wow.
Hah. Bastard can dream on. Right?
Don't look at me. I just got out of devil hell. I'm not going to fishy hell any time soon.
Godsdammit soldier, I trusted you! And now I have to kill you and all these weird fish lads. Ugh!
PRAISE MAHKLOOMPAH!
She's gonna blow up. That's my thing.
And I thought I'd heard it all. That's some cambion-level deception.
Gone gone? But... you're a sorcerer. Isn't magic... you?
It's the bloody Underdark. Never know what mad shit you're gonna run into down here.
Until then, let me lead the way. Anything pops out from under a mushroom, and I'll make sure it doesn't grab my poor powerless pal.
If you say so, soldier. Might want to start learning to swing a sword. Stay behind me until then - I'll crack anyone who messes with you.
And I'm the queen of Baldur's Gate. But all right - let's move.
Mind your own damn business, I'm busy inserting my head into my arse.'
Hey - what's wrong? You look spooked.
Wonder if that's one of those Moonlanterns.
Damn. Too broken to help us through the shadows.
Broken as an old heart, and nothing but dust inside.
Erm. Shouldn't we go grab that Moonlantern before wandering into what sounds an awful lot like an abyss?
Must be the shadow curse. I really don't think we should go wandering in without protection.
Gotta be done. Let's go.
It's your funeral. And mine. I'm not ready!
Did you hear that? The poor evil cultist needs our help.
Barcus has the right idea. We've got to get to Moonrise too - and soon.
I say we march in there and give the little shits what they want.
We're fighting the whole tribe at once? Subtle. Next time, let me do the talking.
Nice one, Shadowheart. That thing in your pocket seems powerful as hell.
I knew it.
Well done. You humiliated a goblin. Let's go.
Ignore his spite, friend. Mercy is its own reward.
Did that make you feel strong? You're more pathetic than he is.
He surrendered - leave him be.
Sounds rancid. Let's see if we can get him out of there.
This is no place for a child. 
If we're quick about it, we can cut her throat before she calls for reinforcements.
Ugh... that thing is burrowing through my brain.
Hahaha. Go on. I have to see this.
Don't be so quick to judge. Every scar and sigil on my body serves a purpose - there's beauty in them.
Smart. You should get a few more pretty marks like mine. They're not just for show.
Come on - let's get you a beer to wash the taste away.
I think it's fairly obvious. And impressive.
I have... but that's a story for another time.
You're just jealous. I saw the way you looked at that foot.
Good gods. What else can you do with that tongue?
Little tyrant. Teach him some manners.
That thing's shielding us. Incredible.
My head... oh gods, my head!
Pfft. That hag doesn't tell us what to do.
I don't like this. What's really going on here?
Please! She's dreaming if she thinks we'd leave Mayrina here.
Poisoned deal. Trust me. Don't believe a word she says.
Shit, this doesn't seem good.
It's the mask! Get that thing off your face!
The hag's in your head! Take that mask off - now!
Whoa - what in the hells are you doing?!
There goes our big lead. Damn.
Looks like our man Halsin. Rest in peace, big guy.
Wait. There's another way. You know what's waiting for me - nothing but oblivion. This could be my last good deed.
Let me do this for you. For me. Please, darling. I want to.
Wait. You don't have to do this. There's another option - me.
I'm dying. My heart feels like a live grenade - gonna blow any minute. You still have a life to live. I don't.
But it isn't a sacrifice. Not to me. I... I'm dying. This thing in my chest is burning me through.
You always were sensible. This heart inside me is about to blow. Doesn't matter which body it obliterates, right?
If this is the end for me, let me be the motherfucker who saved the world.
Any time, soldier.
You'll still love me when I've got a face full of tentacles, right?
You'll still go drinking with me when I've got a face full of tentacles, right?
Well would you look at that. If I had a bit more time, I think I could get used to this.
I know you. I know you know your own mind. If this is what you want, then all I can say is give 'em Hell, soldier.
Huh. There's something about it, isn't there? Can an object have magnetism?
Tough luck. Let me know if you need to borrow a little elbow grease.
Wow. It must be love.
Whoa - looks like it found a new friend.
Aww, it likes you!
That's a mean ol' rat. Wonder what's bothering it.
Spiteful little lad. Hint of malice in its eyes, too. That's not normal, is it?
That sounded like a threat. I like threats.
Holy shit. An orthon. Powerful devils - I wouldn't get on their bad side without a good reason. 
Not surprised this guy stomped all those Dark Justiciars. It's what orthons do.
Damn. Now there's something I never thought I'd see. Brutal.
Not surprised this guy single-handedly wiped out the Dark Justiciars here. Fucker is stacked.
We piss off a devil no matter what we do. Pick your poison - we'll handle the fallout like we always do.
I'm not one to placate a devil, but the last thing we need is an orthon for an enemy. Fought one once, and my back has never been the same.
Ooh, spooky.
What are we talking here? Lemure? Pit fiend? Orthon?
There's something highly suspicious about these ever-more-eloquent rats.
Do I smell beef?
Haha! Go on, give us a turn next.
All right there, mate? Yeah, you're all right.
Holy shit. An orthon. Powerful devils - I wouldn't get on their bad side without a good reason.
What do you know of infernal machinery?
What were you thinking?! What are we doing here?
Holy shit. That's my old boss - the guy who sold me to Zariel!
A True Soul! Play along for the minute - we can kick his arse afterward.
What's going on here?
Please let me smack this creep.
Oh my gods!
Tsh. Yeah. I mean, it's an honour. M'lady.
No, kid. No.
That name rings a bell. Halsin mentioned a Thaniel, right? Part of his 'spirit of the land' mission.
That right, mate? Only the Absolute?
Well. That's done with. Might as well go say hello to Z'rell, then.
You did the right thing. I'm sure those nasties deserved a bollocking, but we're no executioners. Let's go see what Z'rell makes of it.
Hold on, soldier. We don't stand a chance against this mob. We'll have our moment, but this isn't it.
Half-dead and still a servant. My worst nightmare.
Looks like a long way down. Shall I go first?
That's what I call an invitation. Let's find Z'rell and get this caravan moving.
Uh, what is that?!
Let me try it next time. Looked fun.
Hello?! Hey! Snap out of it!
The Absolute fairly ripped your hand off. That's no way to tempt us into a meeting.
Look at all those tads. Enough to make an army of Absolutists.
It's not too late to stop the cult from using these things. Now's our chance to change them - or fry 'em.
Yeah, yeah, I'm sure you are.
Dogs in the distance. Just outside the light - for now.
Phew. This place is dark beyond dark. You feel it too, right? I'm sticking to light wherever I can find it.
I know the feeling. We've got to set her free.
Now that's what I call an abdomen.
Gotta be a Moonlantern. Just what we need.
Fuck yes - let's do it! I want to crush something evil.
Stand by me if you need to keep warm in this awful place.
That little bastard - where'd he go?
Pot, meet kettle.
This guy looks like he had a long, long, long night. Might be best to keep him happy for now.
Ew, gods, I do not want whatever's inside that guy all over me.
That body she's working on - that's Arabella's father.
That body - it looks like Arabella's mother.
That body she's tending must be Arabella's father.
That corpse she's tending must be Arabella's mother.
What the fuck is this loon talking about.
So be what indeed, my friend. So be what indeed.
Tsk. I really hoped it wouldn't come to this. Poor thing.
If I learned anything during the Blood War, it was when to retreat. We gotta turn back now.
That's... Arabella's father. From the druids' grove. Poor man.
Must be Arabella's father. Poor man. Hope he rests in peace.
Fierce kid. Doubt she'll survive the shadows, but I hope she'll surprise us.
Hey! That's Arabella. Kid from the druid's grove. That snake woman nearly did her in. Looks like she's learned a thing or two.
Well, fuck.
Motherfucker! Gortash!MUTED = False, 
Teacher's pet.
Aw! Why me?! Guess I'll just sit on my thumb in camp then.
Tsch! Not fair. Camp is boring.
Might be facing Gortash sooner than we thought.DEPRECATED
Some of us more than others, but - yes.
Vamps don't scare me. As long as they keep their teeth to themselves.
No sense judging someone for who they are. Except devils, obviously.
Yeah. And I'm way too hot to touch.
A vamp, huh? Interesting. Keep your teeth to yourself, Astarion, and we won't have any issues.
Anyway, you'd burn your tongue off if you went for this neck.
We all have our shit to bear. As long you remember your manners, Astarion, you're welcome at my fire.
You've got to be kidding. Her?
You and Mizora. Wow. Just wow.
Was it everything you thought it'd be?
Do you really expect me to choke down that obvious bullshit?
I'm sure that's true. But it doesn't change the way it makes me feel.
I need... I need a minute.
Listen to you. You have no idea what you're talking about.
You should've thought of that before you got close to that devil. Did you forget who she works for? Did you forget what Zariel did to me?
I can barely look at that devil, much less touch her. How could you be so reckless?
Well I'll be godsdamned - the Blade of Frontiers. Thought I'd shaken you for good. That'll teach me to underestimate you.
I've tried to tell you - I'm not what you think I am.
You know monsters better than anyone. Can't you look in my eyes and see I'm not a devil?
I'm asking you to live, Wyll. I don't want to hurt you. And, to be frank, I'd rather not find out how the Blade got his name.
I swear to you, on all I am, I'm not what you think.
Truce then, hey?
Well I'll be godsdamned - the Blade of Frontiers. Thought I'd shaken you for good. That'll teach me to underestimate you.AVATAR
Look - it's an honour to be chased by a famed hero. I'm no devil, though. Not by a long shot.
How should I do that exactly? Carve out my soul to serve with a nice side of turnips?
Yeah, I stowed away on a mind flayer ship so I could bring the war home. Makes perfect sense.
If you'd just hear me out -
Fuck. I'll never get used to that.
Look, whatever else it may be, the tadpole isn't a liar. I never wanted to serve Zariel, and I escaped the first chance I could. So stand down.
Thank the gods, he sees sense! Look, Blade - Wyll - I know you love bashing evil - we have that in common. 
Friends? I've gathered quite the collection.
Well met. Now let's kick some arse while there's still arse to be kicked.
I can live with that. Besides, I enjoy winning hard cases over.
Touchy, touchy. But hey, I spent a decade in Avernus surrounded by imps and devils. Winning you over will be child's play.
Too bad. I thought maybe you could be a friend. I could've done with one of those.
For fuck's sake, you must be half troll to have a skull that thick.
Mizora. Zariel's lapdog.
Gods damn it. Anyone but her.
I've taken more pleasant shits than you, Mizora, and at least those can be buried after.
What?!
Holy fucking hells.
Bloody Zariel. I won't let her take Wyll!
Bad luck to turn a bard away from a campfire. Just saying.
Very good! Break out that lute, bard - I'm in the mood for a song.
I figured you'd show up. The Blade of Frontiers is a man of his word.
Ah, the legend lives. I figured you'd show up eventually.
Give it up already, I'm not the monster you think I am.
It's about time. Shall I put the kettle on?
I'm not going to hurt anyone, and I'm certainly no devil.
For shit's sake, you really don't know how Zariel 'recruits' her soldiers, do you?
You saw the truth. I'm not a danger to the Coast.
Be practical. You're infected, same as me. You need allies, not enemies.
Thank the gods. I thought I was going to have to take your head.
Deceived by who?
Great idea. You could join up with us - find a cure for these parasites, smash some skulls.
How about 'teammates'? Find a cure for these parasites, smash some skulls together.
Right you are. You should remain here, for the time being.
You can take Alfira's place. 
You can take Astarion's place - he'll stay here at camp.
Gale could do with a rest.
Swap out with Jaheira.
Lae'zel will leave.
Minsc can make way.
Take Shadowheart's place.
Halsin can step aside.
Minthara can step aside.
Truce. But I think it's best if you get on your way.
Get out. And don't show your face again.
Ding ding ding. You got there in the end.
You're a problem. And I'm thinking violence is the solution.
Yes, I served Zariel. But I had no bloody choice.
You want a fight? Let's see what the Blade can do.
You better lower that blade if you know what's good for you.
The Blade of Frontiers. Thought I'd shaken you for good after the mind flayer ship. But you just can't get enough of me, can you.
Oh, here we go.
Well - not counting the fuckers that need a good hurting.
If by 'met' you mean hoofing it through the Hells with this fucker on my tail.
A devil? I didn't take the Blade for a fool. I'm - ngh! 
Don't you fucking dare.
I've tried to tell you - I'm not what you think I am. I'm - ngh! 
You saw the truth. I may be an effective soldier, but I never wanted to serve Zariel. Legged it away from her the first chance I got.
You know, I could've used a few friends. Pity that won't be any of you.
How about we all take a nice deep breath and calm the fuck down. Just cause I want to live doesn't mean I want him dead.
Would you listen to sense? This doesn't have to end badly - for either of us.
You know monsters, right? Better than anyone. Look into my eyes. Can't you see I'm not what you think?
Thank the gods. Thought I was going to have to take your head.
Truce.
I'll do you one better: allies.
We're looking to get rid of these parasites for good - and ruin some bastards' days while we're at it. Sounds like your kind of venture.
Well, soldier? What's the word?
Pfft. Everyone on this team is nothing but trouble. But I'm sure we can all agree to keep it down to a simmer.
Heyy!
Aw, come on.
Well, Wyll. I tried.
Like a hammer knows an untouchable nail. Look, I'm not -
Never say no to a bard. They'll write all sorts of mean shit about you.
Psst! Hey soldier - you aren't asleep, are you?
I'm buzzing, honestly. I couldn't wait to talk to you.
Heya soldier - I think everyone's asleep. May I?
Hello, you. I've been waiting for this all night.
Isn't it mad? How good life is?
Thank the gods. I was afraid I was the only one. Ten years is a long time to be trapped in the Hells. Ten years without a kind word, a touch.
When I look at you, I feel real again. Alive. Gods, I want to ride you 'til you see stars.
Guess not. I just feel what I feel. No sense hiding it.
Not true! I know you're a goblin-destroyer, an adventurer, and most importantly, I know you like me.
Honey, when I look at you, my brain turns to mush.
Oh, now you're just teasing me. Evil.
Ugh, I'm sorry - I shouldn't tease you - or myself. I'd give anything to touch you, but I can't. Not until I can be sure I won't burn you.
I'll turn you to charcoal. Guaranteed.
Around you? Tall order. But if you've got an idea, I'm all ears.
In and out, you say? I'd never considered that. But I think I know what you mean. I'll give it a go.
Ugh, I'm terrible at this. What should we do now?
Sleep on it, maybe. If you've thought of something by morning, I'd love to know. For now, it's enough just to know you care enough to try.
We can try. But don't hurt those pretty lips of yours, all right? They feature heavily in my future plans.SHORT
Ngh - wait! NO! 
Are you all right?!
You have no idea. If I weren't so worried about killing you, I'd be in a puddle on the floor.
I told you, I'm an 'at your own risk' attraction. Make better decisions.
You can't make me be the responsible one. I'll destroy us both.
So what do we do now?
Haven't read a book since I was a kid. Not a lot of exciting fiction in Avernus. Tell you what, you find one you think I should read, and I'll check it out.
Please. My life is an instant mood-killer, and I'm enjoying this mood. Maybe even a little too much.
I'd better head back to my bunk. You might not be able to touch me, but you've given me a lot to... think about.
I like the sound of that.SHORT
My turn.
I like the sound of that.SHORT = False
And that's a promise.
On that note, I'd better head back to my bunk. You might not be able to touch me, but you've given me a lot to... think about.
Shit, are you all right?
The best worst decision. So what do we do now?
We can try. But don't hurt those pretty lips of yours, all right? They feature heavily in my future plans.SHORT = False
Don't tempt me. It isn't fair.
I know. What I want and what I can have are two very different things. 
I'm just... ngh... combustible. Ten years is a long time without anyone's touch but my own. And when I look at you, I just feel... explosive.
Sorry if I was a little forward. Ten years in Avernus and I guess I've forgotten whatever manners I might've had.
Don't hold it against me. Unless you want to.
Yes! Soldier, you're saving me. Every time you speak my name, fight beside me, share what's yours, I'm reminded that I'm alive. Properly alive. And free.
Ugh, GODS, I want to ride you 'til you see stars.
Ah come on, don't give me that. We're here, we're alive, we're together.
I never made peace with my life in Avernus. Ten years, and I never accepted that that was what my life would be.
I held my own against the devils and imps, but they weren't my friends. How could they be? You don't go to the Hells to live. You go to punish and be punished.
I'm free now. Incredible, isn't it? And I can have whatever I want.
And right now I want to ride you 'til you see stars.
Guess not. I just feel what I feel. No sense hiding it
We get a cure and the chance to hit these arseholes where they live? Sounds good.
I didn't escape the Hells to lose my soul to another evil. I can't be part of this anymore.8bbae11e-9e79-ef99-e49b-1217192221ed, 
We get a cure and the chance to hit these arseholes where they live? Sounds good to me.
The Blade of Avernus!
Duke Wyll Ravengard!
The Blade of Frontiers!
Yes! We can play one-a-cup!
Fantastic. Monsters in our minds, and around our campfire.
Never stick your head in an extraplanar torture device. A rule to live by.
There's got to be some way to stop this thing!
This can't be right. That things going to kill you - move, now!
You sure about that, soldier? Seems risky.
Might be better to leave it alone. No sense tempting trouble.
Erm, I think we weren't supposed to touch anything... right?
Hang on - what's going on? Stop this, before it's too late!
It's gorgeous. We could use something like that.
Hey - wait! That's the only thing keeping us from transforming!
Gods, she's gonna rip our legs off.
Whoa! What in the Hells is wrong with you?!
Go on, soldier. If anything goes wrong, I'll come in swinging.
Can't believe what I'm seeing. This place is beautiful. 
It's... beautiful. Gods, what a sight.
Wouldn't mind a dancing axe of my own.
Yes! I like!
Oh shit. Oh my gods! He wasn't kidding. Withers, you mad bastard, you brought us back!
Commander Zhula won't know where the fuck we went. Ha! 
Man, I can't wait to say hi to everyone. Look at 'em, the beauts.
Rest up, soldier. My tin can'll be all right for the night. And you and me will get to sleep with both eyes shut for the first time in... six months?
Then again, maybe we won't sleep at all. 
Me too, my love. See you soon.
C'mere you goon.SHORT
C'mere you goon.
Hear, hear. Enjoy it, soldier. You've earned it.
She's got a night in her, I think. Any trouble and I'll toddle back off to hell, quick as you please.
Oh hey! Before you go. I've been thinking about those blueprints we found.
Zariel's probably got a load of cambions guarding that forge. I'm sure she knows I'll want in. She'll do anything to stop me from fixing this thing.
I might have an in with one of the guards though. You may remember my old friend Flo. Not sure she'll help us, but... maybe.
I might have an in with one of the guards though. An old acquaintance called Flo. Not sure she'll help us, but... maybe.
We might get to come home - permanently. Maybe even sooner than we think.
Me too, my love. See you soon
C'mere you goon.SHOR
Hear, hear. Enjoy it, soldier. You've earned it
She's got a night in her, I think. Any trouble and I'll toddle back off to hell, quick as you please
Sounds like you've been keeping busy.
Sounds like you've been keeping busy. Glad you have someone at your side all the way.
That can't have been easy. Glad you've stayed upright, anyway.
It sounds like you've been keeping busy.
It sounds like you've been keeping busy. I'm glad you have someone at your side all the way.
That can't have been easy. I'm glad you've stayed upright, anyway.
That can't have been easy. Glad you've got backup.
It's good to see you again, soldier. I hope it won't be the last time.
Are you enjoying yourself, my love?
Fascinating, isn't it? Everyone has changed so much. Yet the heart of it all feels so familiar.
I can't wait to say hello, but to be honest, I'm keen to visit the doctor before it gets too late.
He said there's a potential in his infirmary. A very old woman recently diagnosed with a wasting sickness. She seemed interested in what I have to offer.
I'll want to have a good long talk with her before we make an arrangement. Though if I'm being very selfish, I hope she'll say yes. I'm absolutely famished - and think of all those memories.
I don't hide it well, do I? Some things don't change, even when everything else does.
It's funny. I'm hungry in my body, but in my soul too. That woman has lived a long life - births, deaths, love, misfortune. And if she agrees, I'll be able to give her a dignified end, and remember it all in her honour.
But hey, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's enjoy ourselves! This is a rare enough treat, isn't it?
I'm sure of very little these days. But at least this way, I can live. And those who offer themselves to me can live on too.
Births, first loves, marriages, losses - I remember them all and always will. Each memory I've consumed is of value.
I'd ask what you have in mind, but I'm not sure I want to know.
But let's focus on the task at hand. We've been brought here to enjoy ourselves and see some old faces. Let's not be rude.
Gods. Sometimes I really question what we've both become.
Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
I thought so too. The doctor will keep a light on, I'm sure. I just hope your parents won't wait up for us.
I thought so too. The doctor will keep a light on, I'm sure. 
Thank you, darling.
Always, darling.
Bold. There'll be plenty of time for that after we're caught up with our old friends.
And another will go by before we realise it. Make the most of Withers' little reunion. For all we know, it could be our last.
Anyway, I'll need to visit the doctor on our way home.
Look at this place. At us. This is the best party I've ever been to.
Oh shit. Oh my gods! He wasn't kidding. Withers, you mad bastard, you brought me back!
Soldier. It's really you.
But glad as I am to see you, I've got a bone to pick with you, Lae. A serious one.
You left. You didn't think twice. You knew my heart was ready to go, and you couldn't wait.
It's the one thing I wanted. To have you by my side when my time came. And you weren't there. Luckily, I have truly excellent friends.
You did what you felt you had to do. But I needed you, Lae'zel. I've never needed anyone more., 
You did what you felt you had to do. But I needed you. I've never needed anyone more.
I've thought of a few ways. Some of 'em will take awhile. Years. So you've got to decide if you're up for that.
But in the short term...
You fucking better! Gods, imagine being at death's door and the person you love the most is flying off on a fucking dragon?!
At least you looked legendary as hell while you were breaking my heart.
They could've waited a little longer. Maybe you don't think so. I mean, clearly you don't.
I forgive you for that, though. I know the person you are. Dedicated. Loyal to your cause above all else. Including me.
I've had six months to make my peace with that. And I really am happy as hell to see you.
Hang on. I need to get this out before we can even think about picking up where we left off.
I thought I was your people.
I've missed you. Like, I've really missed you. And you're so... shimmery.
I've missed you, man. Like, I've really missed you. And you're so... tentacly.
I've missed you, man. Like, I've really missed you. And you're so... I don't know. Yourself.
I've missed you, man. Like, I've really missed you. Against my better judgement, probably, but still.
I've missed you, girl. Like, I've really missed you. I don't imagine you've missed me, you old Sharran, but... hey.
I've missed you, girl. Like, I've really missed you. My old friend Shadowheart. Hang on, why do you smell like hay?
I've missed you, girl. Like, I've really missed you. My old friend Shadowheart.
I've missed you so much, Wyll. The Grand Duke.
I've missed you so much, Wyll. The Blade of Frontiers.
I've missed you so much, Wyll. The Blade of Avernus.
I've missed you, Lae'zel. Really missed you.
I've missed you, Gale. Or should I say... your holiness?
I've missed you, Gale. Gods, you look so... so fresh!
I've missed you, you old Bhaalspawn. Oh - do you not want me to call you the B-word any more?
I've missed you, man. Like, I've really missed you. And you're so... clean.
Please tell me you're opening a bath house in the Gate. When I get out, I'm going to need to soak for years to wash off the stink of Avernus.
It's been tough, keeping myself alive.
You're too good, buddy. Well, you did save the world despite getting repeatedly possessed by the spirit of murder, so technically, you're the best.
I'm just so glad you're doing all right. I've thought of you often, whenever I could spare half a thought. Surviving Avernus doesn't leave you much time to think.
Limbo, huh. You and Lae'zel have really been going places. Gods, I wouldn't have the nerve to stand against the two of you, on any plane.
As for the Avernus crew... man, that place is brutal.
Can't believe you really did it. Ascended. Wouldn't have picked that for you myself, but at least you look good.
I don't even want to know what I look like. It's been hard in the Hells. As expected.
Mmm, you smell like a beautiful tree. I don't even want to know what I reek like. Fuel and imp guts, I'm sure.
Milking a cow? Girl, you've got it made. I'd trade with you, if that weren't totally evil.
I looked for you. But I understood - can't have both of us burning up in one go.
I've thought about you, though. How could I not? My sweet, wicked darling. 
Things in Avernus hasn't been easy. This isn't the life I would've picked for myself.
Somehow we're both back where we started, despite everything in between.
You can't begin to imagine how wonderful.
Me either. But I think my tin can can last a night before it's back to the Blood War.
Not that you asked, but guess what Wyll and I found in Avernus?
Wyll. My Wyll.
Please, no! I don't want to draw any more attention from devils than I already have.
War's a dirty business, isn't it, soldier. I'd say we're both good at surviving it, but you may have a bit more zest for the whole thing.
Good to know I didn't disappear completely when I left. I won't lie - it's been hard.
But seeing you again reminds me what it's all for. Living - to keep living.
You can't miss it! So... shiny.
Haven't seen any mind flayers anywhere in Avernus, I must say. Never thought I'd miss 'em. War's a dirty business.
Ah. War's a dirty business, soldier. It's been... exactly how you'd think.
But having Wyll around has been incredible. Fucker's even better at killing devils than yours truly. We don't have much time to chat, but just knowing he's there makes all the difference.
Oh, but hey! Guess what we found?
Oh, but hey! Guess what I found?
I'd say so! Can't think of who's been carrying your pack now that K's out of commission.
Man, we had some good times. Wish Wyll and I had more time to reminisce, but surviving Avernus is just non-stop.
Still, having him there has been incredible. You really can get through anything with someone you love at your side.
Man, we had some good times. Wish I had more time to reminisce, but surviving Avernus is just non-stop.
Cambion dropped a map with directions and blueprints for Zariel's own, private forge. A fucking forge.
My current plan is to get in, grab a smith, and force him to fix old rusty - or maybe give me a brand new model that can live outside Avernus.
No - believe me, you shouldn't have. That place is fucking horrible. I wouldn't wish it on you - on anyone.
But look, you showed me just how much my life is worth. That there are people out there who really value it.
I can hang on in the Hells a while longer. Oh! Guess what we found?
Our current plan is to get in, grab a smith, and force him to fix old rusty - or maybe give me a brand new model that can live outside Avernus.
You haven't seen the last of ol' Karlach yet, soldier.
I still love you way too much to let you follow me to that pit. But I can't say I'm not delighted you offered.
Listen here: You keep your self well and able, and I'll come find you when I'm fixed.
I can look you up when I'm out, can't I?
Pray to you, huh? I'll, uh... I'll consider that.
I'd offer to look you up once I'm out, but something tells me you'll be hard to reach.
I guess this is 'goodbye,' Gale Dekarios. Until we meet again, if we do.
Trying not to count my owlbears before they've hatched, but the thought of coming back to Baldur's Gate keeps me going.
Couldn't have said it better myself. Keep a bottle of something good in the ice box for me, huh? Mama K's coming home before too long.
Hell, I don't need luck. I've got the Blade of Avernus on my side.
Thanks soldier. I won't lie, I might need it.
Who knows? Maybe we'll have it again some day. Maybe even sooner than you think.
Can I look you up, when I'm out?
With the stunt you pulled, I'd be delighted just to get noticed.
It's good to see you again, soldier - it really is. Hard not to get used to it all over again.
Hey, that would be kinda fun, no? High stakes hide and seek. Honestly I'd be curious to see if you could land a blow or two.
Gods, is it good to see you again - to be here, together. Hard not to get used to it all over again.
This won't be the last time. I promise.
Please. You know me. An absolute beast on the battlefield. I'll be fine - probably.
Maybe you don't. But I'm not done with you yet.
Goodbye for now, soldier. Until we meet again - whether you like it or not.
Every time.
I won't be in Avernus forever, you know. Can I look you up, when I'm out?
Avoiding you lot like the plague. Zariel's got her sights set on me. I don't want to drag you into my nonsense.
Anyway, you lot are very good at killing devils without me. 
Avoiding you like the plague, Mr Ravengard. Zariel's got her sights set on me. I don't want to drag you into my nonsense.
You're great at killing devils without me, anyway. Keep it up, and I'll sort myself out, too.
Speaking of, guess what I found!
You don't need to ask, soldier.
Always.
Ah, soldier. How glad I am to see you again. I'd started to wonder if I ever would.
You may not be so certain, when you realise just how much I've... evolved.
My new life is strange, but happy. This form has changed me in ways I expected and those I didn't.
Though I have missed you. And I wish we could have spoken in the intervening months. Your journey must have changed you significantly.
I'm sorry I haven't reached out. I guess I wasn't sure what you'd make of me. I've changed so much. But then again, you have too.
True enough. Though in this form, nothing seems impossible. Your adventures with Lae'zel must be absolutely fascinating.
The role of the Ascendent suits you - though I admit I was wrong about you. I thought you were becoming less malicious during our travels - not more.
There was a time I thought you'd seen another path for yourself. I thought perhaps the camaraderie we shared would sway you toward a gentler path.
But I'm not as naive as I once was. In fact, I've become someone quite different altogether.
Bittersweet, isn't it? You gave so much and lost so much, too.
And mine to them. I'd love to meet them some time, if it wouldn't be too... distressing for them.
Do you know, my favourite food used to be mutton chops. Want to know what it is now? Brains, soldier. Brains.
You deserve it more than anyone. You saved Baldur's Gate - all of Faerûn!
There is time enough, if you still want - thanks to our efforts, of course.
Our victory against the Dead Three changed everything.
But with a far more impressive wardrobe.
Perhaps not. You were always my hero - and still, the very sight of you inspires courage I sometimes lose sight of in this... cerebral new form.
Ah, Wyll. To see you returned to the root of yourself, with your fate in your own hands... you're yourself, but more than ever.
You called me a devil once. I called you a fool. We were both so wrong. And together... together, we saved the world.
You are who you were meant to be. Your own man. And, as ever, as always - my hero.
I remember when Vlaakith's favour was the lodestar of your life. But you weren't afraid to give her up as the facts demanded.
I am. And would you believe that I'm happy?
I can think of no better man for the job of moulding minds. I'd love to see you in action, but I fear your students might find me fairly distressing.
I never thought I'd see the day. But then again, our victory against the Dead Three changed everything.
I can relate, in my own way.
I can feel it. You've evolved, same as myself.
Impressive. You've been looking after yourself well - far different from the haunted person I once knew.
Your mind, once broken, has shown surprising resiliency.
Stubbornly yourself, aren't you. I suppose I used to be, too. But this evolution has shown me parts of myself I never knew existed.
For example, my favourite food used to be mutton chops. Do you know what it is now? Brains, soldier. Brains.
True. But I've found ways to maintain my values while respecting that which I am - that which made it possible for me to live.
I've made arrangements with a healer in the city. When a patient is beyond saving, but still able to speak for themselves, they're offered a choice.
They can go as nature intends to take them. Or, when they're ready - when their goodbyes have been said, their affairs settled, and all that awaits them is pain - I relieve them.
When I consume their brains, I am nourished by much more than the physical nutrition. Their memories - from birth to death - become part of me.
I've lived hundreds of childhoods, first loves, marriages, feuds and friendships. I remember them all. And in this way, we all live on. Together.
I think of you, too. This life of ours, soldier - it's a long one, if we're lucky. Who knows what the future holds for either of us.
Thanks, soldier. It feels that way, too.
It's been wonderful to see you again. Reminds me of old times around the campfire. We used to think becoming a mind flayer was a fate worse than death.
I wouldn't trade my life - this life - for anything. Funny how things change, isn't it?
Thanks, soldier. It's good to see you looking so well. And now that we've connected again, don't be a stranger.
Enjoy the night, my friend. I know I will.
It's strange, I know. I couldn't have imagined this life for myself in a million years. But... I think I'm doing good in the world - and staying fed along the way. What more could a Karlach want?
I thought I was good at cracking skulls before. Now, I've got it down to something of a science - or maybe more of a religion.
Maybe at first. But the person I used to be had a deep empathy that hasn't left me. Let me explain.
Don't I know it. It went so fast, didn't it? One moment we were on the nautiloid, the next we were... here.
I'd ask you what you'd been up to for six whole months, but then I'd have to reciprocate. And I'm not sure you're ready for the truth.
Let us test that theory.
I'm not a murderer, if that's what you mean. But a girl's got to eat.
Do you remember how my favourite food used to be mutton chops? I'm now far more interested in... well, brains.
As you like, soldier. It's very good to see you looking so well, regardless.
I can't tell if that's admiration or revulsion on your face. Or maybe something else entirely.
Maybe I thought our paths would cross on their own. Or maybe I wasn't sure what you'd make of me. I've changed so much. But then again, you have too.
Honestly? Never better. My life is so rich now - so... multifaceted. I've wanted to share it with you, but maybe I was scared. I've changed so much. But then again, so have you.
It's good to be among friends again, isn't it?
It's so good to be back, isn't it? Ahh, it smells like... mm, like home.
Soldier.
I am different. Better.
Proud. Grateful. Powerful.
Before, all I cared about was survival. Now I think I'm ready to live.
I love you too. Before, that love was an irrepressible inferno. Now it is a calm, cool object of beauty.
Maybe you're right. I feel less... changeable. Less afraid. I feel ready for whatever is to come.
At your side I have learned to make peace with death, to accept new life, to conquer all that stands in the way of us and our destiny.
We are indomitable. And the life we lead will be legendary.
Let us begin. Together as one.
Somewhere quiet. Somewhere private. Somewhere we can ask a million questions and contemplate their answers.
This is only the beginning, my love. We will reach heights of which our former selves could not conceive.
Those fires would have consumed me - and you, perhaps. But I promise to find new and interesting ways to keep you warm.
You will be a helpful partner in my exploration of what it is to be - to be - alive.
I accept your assessment. You would have been an excellent helpmate in my exploration of what it is to live. But perhaps we are both of us too... changed.
Where will you go now?
I will miss you. But I wish you luck.
We have accomplished so much together. And will continue to achieve a great deal apart.
Congratulations on your victories, and don't hesitate to call on me in future, if need should arise.
I suppose this is goodbye. Soldier.
Thank you. But beauty no longer concerns me. This vessel, this flesh, is but a means to experience the depths within and without.
Well, woman. Here I am. I did what I came here to do, and now it's done. I'm burning out. I'm burning out.
It's time, isn't it?
Time to celebrate!
That's over, I'm afraid. What comes next is... the end.
Can I do this?
Yes.
Yes. Yes, I can. Yes. All I need is to see the sky one last time.
No.
I don't think I have any other choice. Unless I go back to the Hells.
There has to be another way.
I could return to the Hells. I could go back. 
It could be different this time. I'm different. 
Raphael will be causing mayhem down there. Zariel won't have time to bother with me.
Maybe I could do some good...
It's better than dying. I want to live. Even in the Hells.
It'll take grit, but I've got that. It'll take a big fuck-off sword, but I've got one of those too. All right. I can do this.
It's now or never. Goodbye, Faerûn. For now.
No! I want to die in the world I love. Not struggle on in the world I hate.
All right then. Let's do this. I just want to see the sky one more time before I go...
Time to die...
Time to...
Say good-bye.
I am Karlach. Karlach Cliffgate. Of Baldur's Gate.
My condition has been cured. I will live. I will be who I was meant to be.
Won't I?
No. We will be far more than we ever could have conceived.
We will go beyond the glaring light of Faerûn - the light we missed so much before. We will retreat to her depths, to the very bowels of being, and discover...
...life. This new life. 
Who needs a heart when you have all this?
Why limit ourselves? We can be all. We can be everything.
We can rise to heights so far impossible to fathom. We will plumb the depths of the city, retreat to its deepest core and discover...
We are changed. Fundamentally changed.
For the better. And from this new vantage point, all is possible. 
Where once we gasped and begged and cried for the pleasures and fripperies of our old life in Faerûn, now we will be unafraid to plumb its depths. We will discover...
Greetings, motherfucker. Ready to die?
Her Ladyship'. Zariel really has you under her thumb, doesn't she? Pathetic.
Avernus was never my home. It was my prison. I'm free now. AND I'M NEVER GOING BACK.
Whoa now. I think you're confusing me with someone else.
Tyr - god of justice, isn't that right? If you really serve him, you'll know I never served Zariel willingly.
Enough of the theatrics. Who are you really?Roll (Charisma, Intimidation) vs 7 (0)
You should've skipped the 'paladins of Tyr' gimmick and faced me for what you are.
Avernus was never my home. It was my prison. I'm never going back.
Fine. I'll go quietly. Me and Zariel can settle this face-to-face.
I'd rather die than look at her fucking face ever again.
Tell me who you really are, and maybe we can find another way to settle this.Roll (Charisma, Persuasion) vs 7 (0)
Attack.
Everything I did in Avernus was against my will. I never wanted to serve Zariel - not for a second.
Slave' more than 'soldier'. Whatever I've done was against my will.
I didn't let Zariel do anything. I had no choice.
You've got to reconsider. I don't want to hurt you.
What do you want, then? A fight? Cause I'll give you one.
I don't have time for this. I didn't come here for a fight, but if you want one, I'm game.
I'm no devil. What's this all about?
I'm going to start behaving like a devil if you keep calling me one.
Well! I, uh - yeah. I guess I was. I mean, you should avoid fighting for devils if you can. But if you can't, it helps to have a good right hook.
A lovely chap. Didn't kick arse in the Blood War, but that's neither here nor there.
No, he only sold his soul to one.
Sorry, kid. Look, forget about us begrudgers and bruisers.
Had to. Life didn't pull any punches. It was up to me to learn to take a hit - and deal one back.
From the look of things, you've got your wits about you. A clever mind and a bit of style will take you a long way. 
Fight with those, and you may find you never need to use your fists at all.
Even I'm not thick enough to fall for the same trick twice. But keep it up, kid, and you'll be scamming with the greats in no time.
All right, ivory tower. Tell me more about how a tiefling kid should survive the shit life throws at him. I'm all ears., 
You know what it's like. If given half a chance, the Coast would eat a tiefling alive - never mind one that'd been to the Hells and back. If the kid's got a skill, he should use it however he can., 
Sorry, soldier, but I didn't ask for your two coppers. The advice I give a tief kid from the Coast is between me and them.
It is, isn't it. Hope he makes it out of this mess with his wits in one piece. I'd like to see him set up in a proper home in the city. Every kid deserves that.
I used to be that little runt. And anyway, he seems like a good kid. Let's make sure he gets to the city safely.
Ha! Nice try, shorty. Keep it up, though, and you'll be scamming with the greats in no time.
Erm, I think you have the wrong hunk of metal.
Not sure. Maybe whatever keeps them going is similar to my tin can. 
If it turns out I'm the fucking prototype for these things, I'll dismantle every single one of them.
Yeah. Anything spicy you can tell me about the ol' prick?
Let's make tracks before this thing gives me the edict of Bane. See you around, soldier.
Let's make tracks before this thing gives me the lash of Bane. See you around, soldier.DEPRECATED
Yeah. Hey, metal man - if I report to this foundry, can my engine be fixed?
Yeah yeah, tell me something I don't know

 Something's happening, but not enough something.
 Those gnolls... brutalised. And I smell brimstone. This isn't good.
 Ugh. That corpse is riper than a Minauros bog.
 First, Gortash. Then, the rest of my life. 
 Whatever these rocks are, I can't smash 'em myself.
 I'm bushed. Let's get some sleep.
 It's no use. He's invulnerable.
 No demons, thank the gods. Just gith.
 What was that? Screaming - think it came from below the windmill.
 I'm not Raphael's client. He's my pawn.
 Hahaha. Excellent.
 No interest in meeting up with devil scum.
 Hah, are you joking? Because I hate him.
 Hey what the - there's something in my pocket.
 Phew, that is some dark energy. Wonder if I can clear it.
 Yikes. I almost feel bad for the poor man.
 He's... gone. Hope he's in a better place now.
 Take cover, it's coming for us!
 Why do you call me a Steel Watcher? I'm not one of you.
 You've got to be kidding me.
 This thing's got a double bottom. Old trick.
 Fresh blood. No blacksmith. Bad news.
 Wait - what?! That... no!
 It's the Absolute. It has to be.
 This is it - Jaheira said the Harpers would be gathering at Danthelon's Dancing Axe.
 Hm. An art gallery?
 All this blood. This must be where Lorgan was attacked.
 Must be the dagger that killed Lorgan.
 Wonder if these were the people Lorgan was trying to help.
 Look at these people. These poor people.
 They must've been trying to hide. 
 Didn't work.
 Since when can vampire spawn turn into mist?
 Ha! Haha! Hahaha!
 If you weren't my last fucking option, I'd rip your horns off.
 Locked from the other side. Well well, a mystery.
 Locked. No keyhole, though - what gives?
 Your city? Gortash, you fuck.
 We arrived just in time for a fight. Let's pick a side and wade in!
 I'd take a mind flayer over a devil any day.
 Wouldn't expect more. So what do you want?
 You think I'd ever let that happen?
 What's your plan? Beat up all the other devils?
 I'd rather eat the Crown and shit it out than see it on your head.
 Dream on, devil.
 I'll be taking that. Right now.
 'Together'? You've got to be joking.
 You make me sick.
 I'd rather juice my own eyes.
 There is no more evil bastard in all of Baldur's Gate than this prick! Do not swear him in as your ruler.
 Go fuck yourself, Gortash.
 You have so much to answer for. You think I want to watch you become an Archduke?
 Quiet. And very dark. 
 Tadpoles! Not what I was expecting.
 Hey, same flower motif as that key! Maybe it opens something inside.
 I know this bovy boy.
 Wait - what?! That... no! The Absolute must've done this.
 Sparing me and becoming a devil.
 Hey, I recognise this. Fits with the other part of that shattered ring. Progress!
 This key. Dead shapeshifter in the tunnels had one just like it.
 Lanceboard, is it? Never had the patience.
 My friends? Absolutely not. Not ever.
 I feel right. I don't kill anyone who doesn't deserve it.
 Fast, heavy, and hard.
 That key was from the Shifters. How deep does this go...
 Looks like the key from the flophouse. Hm.
 Aha! Fake bricks!
 Organs? Man, it's always something.
 Shirra Clarwen, where oh where are you?
 I live here. Or did, anyway. This homecoming has been a long time coming.
 Would you look at this. Here all this time, and I never knew.
 I get people are desperate, but taking it out on refugees? I don't think so.
 Desperate people do desperate things. We should make them see sense, not join the slaughter.
 No - I'm Baldurian, born and bred. It's good to be home.
 Far from it. This is home, and it's good to be back.
 Blood. Near the bed.
 No more circus.
 Alive.
 Let's make it a short stint. Gotta be a way out of here, right?
 Didn't I see that ship at the Moonrise docks? What's it doing here? 
 Doppelgangers. Jaheira won't be pleased to hear this.
 Our friend will want to see this - where's that amulet?
 Tell her about the machine in your chest. About how there's nothing you can do to stop it from burning you from the inside out.
 It's been a long time since I've been able to touch anyone. So nothing too... unexpected.
 You know me. Neck deep in devil guts and demon blood until I find a permanent way out.
 So have I. Sometimes I wish our adventure never ended.
 You know, you aren't tied to Avernus forever. You could come back any time.
 I have too. Terribly.
 You managed to drag me to the only bookshop in Avernus, Gale. I think they'll believe that.
 You hunted a scaly devil through the flames of Avernus and got the scars to prove it. They'll believe you.
 I didn't think you'd take to Avernus so easily. It's a tough place to feel... well, magical.
 Gale, I love you, but you can't seriously enjoy our life in the Hells.
 Sorry, wiz, I'm going back to Avernus after the party.
 If you really want to, I won't stop you. But it's called 'hell' for a reason.
 I'll sleep much better knowing you're out of harm's way, old friend.
 You wouldn't last a day. Don't risk it.
 A teacher! Of course you are. No better man for the job.
 This will cure my heart... won't it?
 I've been staying alive in Avernus - barely. Hoping for a cure for this heart soon, though.
 To new beginnings and unexpected endings.
 To burning bright, and never going out.
 It seems like you're living a good life. I'm glad for you, fangs.
 If you try to consume the world, the world may in fact consume you.
 It's good to see you doing so well, Wyll. You always were my hero, and now you're rebuilding the city I love.
 I bet Mizora still sticks her nose in wherever she can.
 Fucking Mizora. I bet you're glad to be rid of her.
 Go on, Mister Blade. Let's see how you stack up against me!
 Trying to survive, mainly. It's hard, but I'm managing.
 Much as I fear your lady's blessings, I'll take it. Good to see you too, buddy.
 You can say that again. I've slept under the stars enough for one lifetime.
 All muscle, doll. Avernus isn't the sort of place you go to live off the fat of the land.
 Surviving Avernus, mostly. Doing a pretty good job of it, but it's been hard.
 Didn't know Withers could snag me at will. Wish he'd do it more often.
 I wouldn't miss the chance to see you again, Shadowheart. I've thought of you often.
 They haven't seen us in six months! Nobody will mind if we repeat ourselves.
 Tell them you're the only thing that's kept me sane this last while.
 Ooh - the Pillar of Skulls. Tell 'em what happened there.
 The old family home on Fabrey Lane - it's still standing?
 I guess Avernus is all I've got. I should own it.
 Presentable? I'm covered in hell-gore.
 Hey, leave that be.
 'The Hero and I,' no?
 For both of us. I'm ready to go with you Gale. I'm ready to be cured.
 This heart of mine is still an issue. Couldn't a god like you help me out?
 Just don't go starting any fights up there. It's bad enough down below.
 Tell him of how you lost your horn.
 I'm not sure. Happy to be alive, I guess.
 Look at them. Afraid. They've always been afraid of me.
 You made Gortash your saviour. He'd keep you safe, wouldn't he? Safe from people like me.
 Well guess what, Baldur's Gate? You can't pick which parts of you to keep. Everything you reject will come back. Stronger.
 I'm home! I'm finally home! Oh, you must've missed me so much! But don't worry - I made friends while I was gone! Want to meet them?
 Much better.
 Fuck you.
 Why? You... you betrayed me. You betrayed yourself. Don't do this.
 Fight your last battle, friends!
 May this be your last battle, my friends!
 The Emperor might be right, but we're not out of options yet.
 Let me transform. I'm... I'm not long for this world. I can feel it. 
 Say you agree. Please.
 Let me do this for you. For me. Please, darling. I want to.
 Thank you, darling.
 Come on, Lae'zel. Even you're not so stubborn to know that isn't the only way forward.
 Let me do it. Let me transform. I don't have much time left. I can feel it. And once I'm gone, the Emperor won't be able to control me.
 Soldier, my heart feels like a live grenade - gonna blow any minute. You still have a life to live. I don't.
 You heard what the Emperor said. Even if we kill it, we still need a mind flayer to be able to use the stones.
 Willing? I'm eager. I'd rather be a mind flayer than have to watch you become one. You still get to live. Do it as you.
 This heart inside me is about to blow. Doesn't matter which body it takes out with it, right?
 If this is the end for me, let me be the motherfucker who saved the world.
 You're very fucking welcome, soldier.
 That's a huge risk. And we don't have to make it, if I transform.
 The Emperor could be right, but that doesn't mean we're out of options.
 I get that, but there has to be another option here.
 If this is the end for you, you should go out as yourself, not a mind flayer.
 You heard what the Emperor said. Even if we kill it we still need a mind flayer to use the stones.
 It'd be an honour to die at your hand, Lae'zel. Just wait 'til this is over to run me through, all right?
 It's just going to give us the stones, is it? Where's the catch?
 All right. It's agreed. All we can do now is hope it's right.
 Mizora, show your ugly face!
 Lady Keene - get in here!
 In my name.
 Astarion, unleash the dead!
 All right, fangs - it's all you!
 Man. That looks sore.
 Options are pretty thin on the ground.
 We still have the tadpole. And... we can still assimilate Orpheus.
 But we don't have any way to free Orpheus.
 We need to break him out.
 Hope he's happy to see us.
 Looks like part of the Netherbrain. Maybe we can get hold of it farther up.
 Feels like my brain's a solid brick of tar.
 We're near. I can feel it.
 Those Who Harp, let's kick evil's arse!
 Nautiloid artillery. Steer clear!
 Holy shit. Nautiloids can do that?!
 Utter chaos. We've got to find a way through.
 My gods - is there a way through?
 We must get through - by any means necessary.
 Bring it on.
 Ironhand Gnomes, time to make it rain fire!
 Bare your beak, owlbear!
 Here, owly cubby cubby.
 Call the dragons, Lae'zel. I will join you, and we will slay the traitorous lich queen.
 You sure you want to go straight into another war? Why not rest here in Faerûn for a while.
 I will join you both, and we will slay the traitorous lich queen.
 City Watch! Make Baldur's Gate proud.
 City Watch! Show us what Baldur's Gate is made of.
 Hope you find peace in the next life. Hope there is a next life.
 All the more reason to stop this senseless destruction.
 Hey, Isobel! Can the Moonmaiden perk us up?
 I'm hot. Too hot. I think... I think this is it. The engine's finally cooked.
 I'm not ready.
 We did it. I did it. The city's going to be all right. My friends are going to be all right. I can let go.
 This thing is fucking hot. I feel like I'm falling apart. Am I... is this...?
 I can't - I can't! Oh gods, it's getting worse!
 I'm slipping. I can't hang on. I... what's happening?!
 All right. All right. But I have to go. Now.
 Goodbye, sun. Goodbye, sea. Good-
 COME ON, DEATH! TAKE ME! I'M READY! I'M READY! I'M - 
 It's all right. I've got you. We can do this in three... two...
 Let's try not to get spotted for as long as possible.
 Fuck Baldur's Gate. Fuck Avernus. They're mine now.
 All right, Ethel, show us what a hag can really do!
 I've been too afraid even to think of returning. But with you, I can face it. Let's do it, Wyll.
 Let's do it, then. I'll join you in the Hells and help kill Mizora.
 I can't. I just can't, Wyll. All I want is to see the sky one last time.
 For the first time, I have a future. I want to share it with you.
 An especially strong quake.
 That one shook my skull like a rattle.
 It's gaining strength - or perhaps... anger.
 The brain's getting stronger. Or madder.
 The brain is feeling intense emotion.
 Brain seems pissed.
 We're very close now.
 We're close. Damn close.
 Zhentarim! Make yourselves useful!
 Ulma - we require your hunters!
 Get in here, Ulma! We need your Gur hunters!
 Those fucking stones were worthless.
 The Emperor did this. Planned this, somehow. What's it hiding?
 We're closer than we've ever been to finishing this thing. And we got here with the Emperor's help.
 That's it. Get the facts, then sort them out. Not like we have much of a choice to do otherwise.
 Hear, hear. Still hoping for a miracle, but I'm ready for whatever comes our way.
 I'm not sure I ever really did. That thing is in it for itself, all the way.
 Let's get this over with.
 Agreed. Nothing's lost yet but a bit of our sanity. Onward.
 Let that be our backup plan's backup plan. We need you, beardy. Un-exploded.
 Not a price I really want to pay, but if we run out of options, we might have to fork up.
 Old tentacle-head won't like that. Who knows how it'll react.
 Who cares what squiddie thinks? Our goal was never to save the damn thing. If Orpheus can help us, we should give him a chance. 
 Sounds pretty drastic. What about the Emperor? It might have another trick up its sleeve...? 
 Still, we're closer than we've ever been to finishing this thing. And we got here with the Emperor's help.
 Don't be daft. The Emperor misled us. Planned this whole thing. What's it hiding?
 These can't be our only options. Destroy the Sword Coast, or trust the mind flayer?!
 As far as I'm concerned, it's proven it knows more than we do. We ought to hear it out.
 I'm willing to hear this so-called plan. Also willing to split the thing's skull open, but I can wait.
 I don't like it, but if it comes to that, I suppose... we have it as an option. 
 Who cares what the illithid thinks. If we can get Orpheus on our side, we're golden. 
 What's next? There's got to be something.
 Our own plan. Right. Thing is I'm more of an enacter than a concocter.
 Hope. The word of the hour.
 We need to do something soon, don't we.
 Right. Let's see what old worm-tongue has to say.
 Then we make our own way. Starting now.
 Aye. And that at the end of it all, there's a sunset with our names on it.
 No way, beardy. We need you alive. And we need me alive too. We need all of us alive.
 Too great. I won't allow it, soldier.
 We better be totally sure he's on our side, then. Things are bound to get ugly fast if we let him out.
 It means that even though I cured the Urge, I'll still be ever a monster.
 It means life as I knew it is over. But at least I have a life.
 All right, Dame Aylin! Time to tear these rats a new one.
 I'm not long for this world. It makes sense that it should be me.
 You finally have a chance to live. Embrace it.
 Steel Watch - cousins! Time to shine!
 Upward we go.
 Upward we go. We're so close...
 Rolan - fire up that artillery!
 Bombs away, Rolan!
 We need all three stones if we're going to stand a chance.
 Where's the stone?
 Athkatla. Capital of Amn. Wouldn't mind checking it out some day.
 Mephistar. Home to another archdevil. Not for all the wine in Calimshan.
 Portal to Waterdeep. Heard they've got the best cheese in the realms.
 Portal to Baldur's Gate. Guess this is how Raphael hops around.
 I need the debtor's attire. I don't want anyone dragging me back to Zariel.
 Neverwinter. Bet it's beautiful that far north.
 Menzoberranzan. Drow city. 
 Be free, Hope. If you can.
 I am Karlach Demonsbane. I represent my mistress, Archduchess Zariel, and am acting as her High Inquisitor.
 We can go through here, with a little elbow grease.
 Death on the battlefield is one thing. This is just ruthless. 
 Bring on the next. You'll cut them all down to size.
 Poor fellow. Orin took her time with this one. Rest in peace.
 Orin's home base. Gives me the chills.
 Poor little bug. You deserved better than you got.
 The watchers have brainless zombies inside. Gods, what the fuck.
 This person's brain has been removed. Please tell me they're not using them for the Steel Watch.
 Gond's true name is Nebelun. Heh.
 Hang on, we've already got Gond's name. 'Nebelun', right?
 Sounds like we need the true name of Gond. Maybe it's 'Karlach'?
 Food for some kind of horror pet. Joy.
 It's finished. Fuckin' hell, the city's changed.
 Carrion's essence is still knocking around this place. He'll be back until we sever whatever's tying him here.
 Only mummy I ever liked is the one who raised me.
 These names are all famous wizards. Annals will be behind Karsus' door.
 Each door's named after a famous wizard.
 What do we have here? Something valuable, I bet my horn.
 Oskar asked this Carrion fellow for some help. I'd like to know what was said.
 Disgusting.
 Whey-o! That did it.
 This is real. A Death Devil skull, by my reckoning.
 Only a true diabolist would know how to get their hands on something like this.
 Feel that? Necromantic energy coming out of this one.
 Netherese magic, huh? Sounds right up Gale's alley.
 Well, well. Jars hidden in the bodies of the dead. That might come in handy.
 Nice mail.
 These are all about Shadowheart. My gods.
 'Those who draw breath, embrace death.' Amen.
 Blood stains... and something else.
 Got it!
 I used to be the scourge of the hells. Now flowers can make me cry.
 I think I see something in that pile.
 Jar's dead. I can't explain it any other way.
 They just keep coming.
 All right, so what the hell was this painter up to?
 Oh wow. I bet that can do some real damage.
 Ack! What the hell is that?
 Endless fish people!
 Careful. There's something about these two.
 If that story goes to print, we're burnt toast.
 Bit of a power void now. I'm expecting blood. But! Not mine.
 Oof. Karlach and explosives, not a good mix.
 Looks like they interrogated some githyanki for information.
 Frozen solid. Even I can't melt it.
 We really need to stop doing this.
 I don't want to talk about that. All right?
 Huh. I guess some books are worth reading.
 Hey! Something's moved. Just have to find out where.
 Wouldn't mind sleeping under a roof for once. Let's find the innkeeper. We're worth it.
 Begone, magical ward! Ho!
 Ugh, I feel... weak! No one weakens me! Especially not a necrotic door.
 Ugh, I feel... weak! No one weakens me! Especially not a door.
 If you mean Gortash, I doubt he's ever even saved anyone a seat, much less a city.
 Dammit! We need to stop him before he strikes again.
 Gruesome. A necromantic ritual, no doubt.
 Best not to touch the chest of offerings other mortals have left to their gods. But I can use the altar to pray. 
 Aha! No code needed.
 Aha! Nice try, painter, but Karlach's on to you.
 Water looks brackish at best. Stay away.
 Nope. Is there another code? Or some other way in?
 Same language on that door as on this ring. Hmm.
 Ring's engraved all over. Looks like the same language as that dictionary we found.
 Ring's heavily engraved. I don't recognise the language.
 I don't like the look of this. Was she summoning something?
 Careful! Kill the hag, kill the kid.
 Bye-bye, hag.
 We need to get that kid out of there!
 The Devil's Fee'. What do they sell, souls?
 Step on plate to enter code, observe lights, and then...
 Looks expensive. Wouldn't mind trying a bit myself.
 Wyvern Whiskey, from Nimbral. Been dying to try the stuff. I thought you could only get this stuff in Waterdeep.
 Door's warded. Touch with caution - or don't touch it at all.
 Give 'em your shoulder and hope for the best.
 Skullman is looking all jittery...
 Jammed.
 This bloody jar doesn't want to stay down!
 Thing's broken. I'd give it a smack, but I don't think it'll help.
 All right, explain the turnip.
 Some... wings?
 Door's got some kind of magic all over it. 
 Necrotic as hell. Do not touch that thing, no matter what.
 No keyhole. All right, I'll take the challenge.
 There's a certain Auntie Ethel quality about this place.
 Real hagginess about this place. Think we've found Ethel's lair.
 Fuck you, jar!
 Uh oh. Abort.
 You can really take some heat. I'm impressed.
 Odd. What do these do?
 You're not the only one he's hurt. Why would he do this?
 I feel bad for Gortash. That's a first.
 Gortash's mum, huh?
 Hey, there's a note beneath the canvas.
 'Sicarius.' Guess we know what to say to this tombstone-purveyor.
 Prisoners? What's been done to them?
 Gods! Wasn't I explosive enough already?!
 Is that... blood? No - oil. Heh. I'm not the only one leaking motor oil, then.
 Hey, wait a moment... these are real hellish gems. Some of Minauros' hoard.
 These are real infernal gems - straight from Minauros.
 Something only a diabolist would collect, I think.
 No head. Guess they didn't want them speaking - dead or alive.
 A blood ring. Guess the killer wasn't in it for the money.
 I can feel the brain. It's... suffocating.
 Why do they even need this shit?
 The Stone Lord's got a plan to rob the Counting House - and Nine-Fingers intends to catch up to him there.
 Nice wooden mask.
 Damn. Someone tore the horns off a war devil.
 Must be a diabolist's prized possession.
 Are these horns... real? Holy shit. Torn from a war devil's skull.
 Took something off the altar... and the disc rose? Hmm.
 Hey. Something clicked in place above.
 Heehee, hijinks.
 Necromancy! I should've known.
 Hey, I know these squigs from 'The Necromancy of Thay'.
 Spend some time in Avernus and you'll get it. But - no, don't. Whatever you do, sweet man, don't.
 Hang on - someone's stalking us!
 Rite of the Timeless Body'. Nearly as good as immortality.
 Someone had muddy shoes.
 Looks like footprints from the sewers.
 No magic book shenanigans for me, thank the gods.
 The hag again. All right, let's finish her off this time.
 There you have it. The worst decision we've made.
 List of names. Lorgan's crossed off. Hit list, maybe?
 List of names. Some crossed off. Doesn't bode well for the others.
 Easy does it. That thing's protected by a magic ward.
 A mirror that takes memories. Huh. I've got a few I wouldn't mind giving over.
 The mirror takes memories. Wow.
 'Curio shop' my arse. This is an infernal item - and hard to come by.
 Owie! Uncalled for.
 Looks like Rolan didn't figure out how to bind Dame Aylin. Powerful enemy we've made.
 Might be some interesting stuff down here. You first.
 Those runes - Cazzy's using them to suck the power right out of those poor fuckers.
 Two can play at that shit - let old Karlach step on and take a taste.
 That is one big-arse ghargatula skull.
 A real diabolist must've collected all this. Sad occupation, really.
 That is one big-arse devil skull. The genuine article - from a ghargatula skull, I think.
 Wow! He really captured you. Beautiful.
 I'm not lifting another godsdamned finger for a devil.
 Yoo-hoo. You all right in there?
 Wow. All right. That's a lot to take in. And I'm not sure it sounds like the Shadowheart I know. Think hard before you do something you can't take back.
 Right. Holler if you ever get too lost, all right? I'll help you find your way out.
 Wonder what killed the poor thing. Not a drop of blood anywhere.
 All right, how did I miss that that guy was a vampire? Blinded by good hair, and not for the last time.
 Still, I kind of liked him. Sharp in all the right ways.
 But he didn't, right? We learned a good lesson for pretty cheap. 
 Right. Next time a witty fop insinuates himself into our good graces, I'll check his breath for copper first.
 Rest in peace, Astarion. You may have been a blood-thirsty murderer, but I liked you all the same.
 He's someone else's problem now, anyway. Woods are full of boars. Maybe he'll learn his lesson and start hunting something that won't miss him when he goes.
 I'm just glad you're all right. Next time we recruit a new friend, I'll give 'em a good once-over before we turn in.
 Pity he couldn't keep a lid on his appetite. Might've been fun to have a reformed vamp around - and a Baldurian, no less. Ah, well.
 So the tadpole allows us to manipulate others. Huh. 
 Not sure how I feel about accepting illithid gifts from a worm in my head, if I'm honest. 
 Powers like this could come in handy, if we only use them against our enemies.
 Baby steps though, right? We don't want to go diving head first into illithid magic. 
 It's just not worth it. The more illithid we act, the more illithid we become.
 We could at least try it out. See if it's a good idea or not before we rule it out completely. 
 That sounds about right. Best figure this thing out before we damn ourselves one way or another. 
 Better to use a bit of caution. We're not sure if these powers could have consequences.
 So the tadpole gives us the ability to manipulate others. Huh. 
 Taking away the free will of others - could be a gift, or a curse in disguise. 
 It's already living in our heads for free - we may as well see if it has any value to us. 
 Its value is unproven and I'm not sure I want to prove it, one way or another. It's an illithid parasite after all. 
 It's the gift that keeps on giving - at least now it's giving us something useful.
 There's sense in that. We're already more illithid than we should be. Best not to venture further in that direction. 
 Right. You do that. But I, for one, am not about to pass up an opportunity. 
 So the tadpole gives us the ability to influence others... Huh. 
 It could be a good thing though, right? The only way we'll find out is by trying it out. 
 We're already infected. At least now we might gain something from it. 
 Gods! What the hell is this?
 You woke us up - did you see what happened here?
 And it looks like you've been showering in gore. How'd that happen, huh?
 Were you involved in this?
 Doesn't exactly take the Fist's best detectives to see that - you're covered in her insides. But why?
 But... why?
 Maybe... maybe it's the parasite? Messing with your head, like.
 I guess it's the worm. But we can't have this in our camp - got it? Never again. Never ever.
 And I just slept through it? Hard to believe. But maybe I've been out of the Hells long enough to get some real shut-eye now.
 She was unarmed, friend. Didn't even have time to draw a weapon.
 There's no way I'd sleep through that. And there's no way a boar killed Alfira.
 Thought I'd wake up for something like that. Must be losing my edge. Poor Alfira, gods. She deserved better.
 Pointing fingers won't save you. It's clear what happened here.
 Really, Astarion? You killed Alfira in our own camp?!
 I've seen spined devils tear apart cattle with more care. This doesn't look like a vampire's work...
 What the hells happened? And how did I sleep through it?
 What's going on? If something's wrong with you, say it now. This could be your last chance.
 That's... worrisome. If something's messing with your mind, who knows what you'll do next? Could be the work of the parasite, easily.
 How can we possibly trust you now?
 There'd be no point. We've all got the bug in our heads. It could be any of us. We ought to at least keep an eye on each other.
 Alfira was no harm to anyone. You know that. She deserved to live.
 You don't scare me. But I'm starting to wonder if I can trust you at all.
 You can't be serious. What's wrong with you?
 She was an artist. A bard. And even if she was nothing at all, she deserved to live.
 Do you take me for a fool?
 You're covered in gore. Why?
 You don't remember? Why? What's wrong with you?
 So what are we supposed to do now? Just wait for your next bout of the forgetsies?
 I'm not sure I can trust you anymore. But until this thing is out of my head, I'm not sure I can trust myself either.
 You're starting to scare me too.
 How did I sleep through that? Gods, poor Alfira. She must've been terrified.
 I thought you'd grown past this. I thought you had a heart. I was wrong.
 There's no hope for a rabid dog like you. You've got to be put down. Thanks for everything - now, don't struggle. It'll be easier on you.
 You're mad. I'd try to get you help, but there's nowhere to take you, and no time to figure out what the fuck to do. I guess this is goodbye. Don't struggle - it'll only hurt more.
 Gods - are you serious? That's... fucking terrifying. It's getting harder and harder to tell who we can trust.
 Sad. So much death. So much loss.
 What the fuck have you done?! What's wrong with you?!
 When I first got to the Hells, I was so scared and lonely I adopted a pet rock. Named it Crag.
 I'd like to kiss you.
 I'd give my right arm and left foot to kiss you right now.
 Who among us doesn't, I ask you.
 Don't we all?
 A vamp, huh? Not got designs on my neck, I hope.
 We've been travelling with a godsdamned vampire?
 Keep those fangs sheathed and we should be all right.
 One that's happy to use his fangs, it seems.
 Works for me.
 All right, but we're keeping our eyes on you.
 Astarion, you bit me.
 What in the hells, Astarion? You tried to bite me last night!
 Our pal Astarion is a vamp. One that takes chunks out of his friends.
 We've been travelling with a vampire - one that feeds on his friends.
 Astarion! You bit me! You - vampired - you're a vamp!
 You bit me? You're a godsdamned vampire!
 Look, Astarion, it's time we had a chat. You're a vampire, right?
 Astarion, we need to talk. We know you're a vampire.
 The signs are very... sign-y.
 It's a little obvious, frankly.
 What's there to change? We're a merry band of freaks all the same.
 It doesn't. We're an odd team, but we are a team.
 Astarion, we need to talk. I know you're a vampire - it's kind of obvious.
 Nah. But you should've told me. I love a good bit of supernatural gossip.
 So let's get this straight. You're a vamp, and you bite your friends.
 So, I've been travelling with a vampire? One that feeds on his friends, no less.
 What in the hells, Astarion? You bit me!
 Not all right, man. Should've told us you were a bloodsucker.
 We've been travelling with a vampire this whole time?
 Astarion, you're a vampire. And you tried to bite me while I was sleeping!
 You're a vampire! I can't believe I trusted you - let you share my camp.
 Better not. That's all I'll say.
 Good, because next time there will be consequences.
 All good by me. But in future, tell me your secrets first, huh?
 It doesn't. We're an odd team, but we are a team. 
 So. You're a vamp.
 So, we've been travelling with a godsdamned vampire?
 And you take chunks out of your mates.
 One that feeds on his friends, no less.
 Better not. Better not.
 Got my eye on you, fangs.
 If you say so, but I'll be watching you.
 I've been travelling with a godsdamned vampire? You'd better keep those fangs to yourself.
 You know what Gortash did to me. He needed to die.
 It's Lae'zel. Gods, this place got to her.
 Could I kiss you?
 I grew up on childhood tales of the Beloved Ranger. 
 Flattered? If that thing comes courting again I'll send it whimpering back to the hells.
 He only wants what all devils wantour souls.
 I should have kissed you. That night meant a lot to me. I hope there's more to come.
 I would have in a heartbeat if I could've done it without hurting you.
 The Blade doesn't just stick to the frontiers though, does he?
 Who set you on my tail, mister 'Blade'?
 You don't need to give me false hope, Minsc.
 Oh, I'm going to kick your arse.
 Maybe another time. Dammon's warning has me feeling a little off.
 This might be the end. I hate that I never got to kiss you.
 This might be our last chance to share a kiss.
 Fuck yes. Home at last!
 You'll have to remain extremely calm to touch him without burning him. Take a deep breath, then pull.
 Take a deep breath. Stay calm and cool. When you're sure your flames won't hurt him, pull again.
 Careful! I kept calm before, but touching me could easily kill you.
 May I kiss you?
 I wish I could kiss you, Wyll.
 May I have a kiss?
 I didn't even have a pact, and I was captured by one for ten years.
 You are everything you accused me of being. I'm not sorry for you.
 Jaheira, ma'am, I can't tell you what it means to me to be working together.
 I accept - for as long as I'm able, at least.
 I'd take every drop of life I could get - especially for the sake of Baldur's Gate.
 I want you to kiss me.
 Iron Flask. That'll be perfect for Gale.
 This thing's magic as a mage. Gale will want it for sure.
 Gale will want that Selûnite amulet. Let's bring it to him.
 Magic boots! Something for Gale, I think.
 Great sword. I guess Gale will want to have it for himself.
 Seems like your kind of sword, Gale.
 Nice amulet. Has a smack of the Gale-iness about it.
 Hungry for a nice juicy blessed item, Gale?
 Nod. If you stay very calm, you might not burn him to death - yet.
 You're lucky I'm not scared of you, elf. If I was feeling threatened, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from turning you into a pile of ash.
 Karlach.
 Enough. Burn him.
 If you stay very calm, you might not burn him to death - yet. Stay calm and stand up.
 You're incredibly lucky I'm staying calm enough not to burn you to a crisp. Put the knife away. Now.
 Gale will want to take a look at this. It's practically turgid with magic.
 That book's got an awful aura. Gale will definitely want it.
 A vampire! Damn, Astarion!
 Iron Flask's gotta be worth something to you, right Gale?
 Fancy amulet. Thoughts, Gale?
 Oh yeah, this staff is turgid with magic. Yoohoo, Gale.
 Wow, that's gorgeous. What do you think, Gale?
 Powerful idol. I'd tell Gale to eat it if it weren't so important.
 Astarion's gone. Did that hunter sniff him out?
 Looks like it.
 Too bad. I kind of liked the little creep.
 Did Astarion run off in the night?
 Maybe he got sick of us.
 Too bad. I had a soft spot for that smarm-merchant.
 That staff seems like Gale's kind of thing.
 This idol's got magic to it. What do you think, Gale?
 Oh yeah, a magic idol like this? Gale will be salivating.
 Those were some interesting boots. Might be good for the Gale.
 That staff must've caught your eye, right, Gale?
 Never thought I'd find myself admiring a cowl. But that one looks fit for a Gale.
 Honesty's not always the best policy, I guess.
 Better to keep some things on the inside pocket, you know.
 I can't believe what I just watched.
 Poor thing. Poor baby. Gods!
 A goblin priestess. Wonder if she could help with the tadpole.
 Let's give it a try. Haven't been to a goblin encampment in a long old time.
 I might use it - as a projectile. Not dying a second sooner than I have to, that's for sure.
 Wouldn't take the stuff no matter what. If I'm gonna go, let it be in a blaze of glory.
 Yeah, if I have to choose between poison and tentacles, I'm going tentacles. Sorry!
 Wyvern poison? No thanks.
 Bit harsh, shooting a caged goblin.
 I don't mind squaring off in battle, but shooting something in cage is a bit cheap.
 Hope their people will come collect their remains. Everyone deserves a good burial.
 What were they looking for, anyway?
 Might be more around. That enclave looks pretty well fortified, though.
 That ox has a terrible aura.
 Sazza's a feisty thing. Hope she's all right out there.
 I'm sure we won't regret this.
 What a shot.
 Well, that's that sorted. Wonder where they keep their healers.
 You heard 'em. More goblins on the way. We better move.
 We can handle goblins. It's this parasite that's got me on my toes.
 Nice shot. Hope that hatchet-faced fella is ok.
 Let's hope the guy who got his clock cleaned isn't the local healer.
 Well. That's one way to make your presence known.
 Oof. That looked like it hurt.
 Is that a growth spell? Seems different somehow.
 I'm sure it's fine. It's fine! It's fine.
 A growth spell - but... augmented, somehow.
 I hope death is more peaceful for you than life...
 Tell him about the horrors of the Blood War and your escape from Avernus.
 That's it, then. The druids got what they wanted.
 No point. I can't get through.
 Fire in those eyes. I smell a trap.
 Argh! No point - I can't get through it.
 Does anyone fall for this innocent old lady act?
 Careful. Not everyone is as forgiving as I am.
 That a dead drow?!
 And look, in the jar - one of our little tadpole friends.
 Nobody's going to mention the enormous wolf?
 This is weird, right? We can all agree this is weird.
 Why the hells was this 'Halsin' messing with tadpoles?
 We should find him - he'll either help us or try to dissect us. Maybe both.
 Halsin was studying our little wormy friends. We should talk to him.
 It's a rescue mission then - should be fun. Let's get to work.
 Knowing our luck, something already ate the poor bastard.
 Let's just get to work - if anyone can bring him home safe, it's us.
 Ah, all right, we're in Elturgard. Far enough from Baldur's Gate...
 Someone marked gnolls and goblins on the road, too. Oh boy.
 That did the trick - don't think I'd have lasted much longer.
 Tracks. Mephits or... no, goblins.
 Danger mushroom.
 Someone notched this tree. Wonder why.
 That's a marked tree. Maybe the one from Kagha's letter.
 A soul coin, eh? Whoever it belongs to won't let it go easily. You ready for that?
 My 'devil mistress' can go fuck herself. I don't serve Zariel - or anyone.
 I can put this to really good use. Thank you.
 Kagha's rubbing shoulders with Shadow Druids. Explains a lot.
 I say we have a chat with ol' snake-eyes.
 Are there Shadow Druids here? Who's Kagha?
 Zarys' treasure. Must be something good.
 May as well crack it open, right?
 What a chest.
 Let's crack it open!
 This is Zarys' chest. Would probably be worth a few coin to her.
 But maybe it's worth more than the prize money, right?
 This is Zarys' chest. Must be worth a lot to her.
 Bet there's something impressive in there.
 Zarys' chest. Must be worth a good bit.
 We're not leaving Lae'zel behind, are we?
 We have to respect her choices. Or do we?
 Look at these gouges. Something big made these.
 Dragon claws. Amazing.
 Maybe some natural phenomenon.
 Look at that. Red dragon. Evil, but beautiful.
 It's absolutely massive.
 Stay low - it might not see us.
 That thing could swallow us in a gulp.
 Red dragon! Take cover!
 Fists prefer roughing up petty thieves than dealing with real criminals.
 That creature it birthed was some kind of demonspawn.
 I've seen worse. Much worse.
 We should find the rest - stop the infestation before it spreads.
 Demonspawn. We need to burn them out - they spread quickly.
 They spread quickly - the whole coast will be infested if we don't burn them out.
 Still warm to the touch.
 Those dragons burn hotter than me.
 Shield's still warm. That dragon burns hotter than me.
 Ancient bones, long forgotten.
 I see Harper armour. Druid, too. Maybe they fought together.
 Hope they're at peace, wherever they are.
 Huh. Harper armour. Druid too. Wonder if they fought together.
 Hope you're at peace, wherever you are.
 A false wall. What's behind it?
 Door's gonna blow. If we open it, there's an inferno waiting for us.
 Scram! And whatever you do, don't go get your friends!
 Wow. That was pretty fantastic.
 Once-in-a-lifetime sight, that.
 Wow, never seen anything quite like that.
 So much for our detour.
 Ooh! Lovely.
 Fresh dead. This was no accidental cave-in.
 Dammit. This shouldn't have happened.
 Ew!
 Here's hoping there's a cure apart from kicking the cart.
 Some kind of intense coming-of-age ritual. And here I thought moon people were, I don't know, relaxed.
 Wish they hadn't fought us. Looked like they were having fun.
 Pity we interrupted them.
 We're in the Hells, aren't we. Take me back. Now.
 I never seek help from devils.
 I'd rather die.
 Goblins got to her.
 Poor thing. Such a beautiful creature.
 Goblins killed her. Such a beautiful beast.
 Come out and fight me.
 Heh. A scholar after my own heart.
 Never read a book I liked more than a swig of something good.
 Ohohoho! What's this?
 Plans for some truly fiendish-looking weapons. Our blacksmith was multitalented.
 More like sketches than anything. Suppose he was still in the drafting stage.
 Detailed specifications. Our good blacksmith has been a busy weaponeer.
 No sussur bark. Maybe these are prototypes.
 Sazza also spoke of the Absolute. New god in town?
 A new cult. Won't end well, believe me.
 What in the world is a True Soul. Not to mention the 'Absolute'.
 True Soul, Absolute... sounds like a new god's in town.
 Mark my wordsWhatever this is, it's bad news.
 How far down does it go?
 This is a bad idea.
 Good riddance.
 I don't like this. Abandoned lab, the possibilities are too unsettling.
 Goblins on the high ground.
 Not very sturdy. I could punch right through it.
 What does that thing want with the corpses?
 Ah. This is much nicer.
 From the Underdark to... wherever this is.
 Gods, all these drow. Someone's trying to send a message.
 The mark of the Absolute. I guess there can be only one.
 Someone didn't like Shar much.
 Even the dead are commodities here. Just like Avernus.
 Yawn.
 Just dust.
 Mm, that heat feels nice. Forge must be near.
 That tree - I didn't know the Underdark could be so beautiful.
 Don't worry - I've got your back.
 It transformed! Is that all it can do, or...?
 Strange mask. Looks familiar, but I can't quite place it.
 This place was rotten with merregons. Their leader probably isn't far off.
 Leader might still be around here. Eyes up.
 They've got the heft of infernal metal to them.
 Awfully heavy. That's infernal metal for you.
 Merregon's mask. When they die, they just kind of vanish. All but the mask.
 I'd know it anywhere. It's a merregon's mask. Infernal warriors.
 I must have skipped the chapter on these at school.
 Halsin mentioned this place. Dark Justiciars... We must be getting close to Moonrise Towers.
 Something's off with these statues. I don't think these were carved from stone.
 It's calling for backup! Might even the odds.
 Ack. Swamp.
 Fake shrooms! Deceit and danger...
 This thing can transform other things!
 Looks like someone climbed up here. Our escaped gnome?
 Nice rope. Someone used it to climb up here.
 This must be ancient. Lolth's descent into the Underdark.
 Looks old. Spiders, squids - neat.
 That's the mark of the Zhentarim. Wonder if these are spies, murderers, thieves, or a heady combo.
 Huh. Looks abandoned.
 What is that? It's like another layer of the Hells down here.
 Rust, rust, and more rust. How old are these things?
 Bone. Nice.
 Empty as a hole.
 Wow - impressive. Too bad we can't get down there.
 Traps! Makes whatever's up ahead even more interesting.
 Handy ring. It revealed this button.
 New colour. New path?
 This area's trapped. Careful.
 Makes whatever's ahead even more intriguing.
 I don't like these flowers. They're bad.
 Looks like a military outpost. Best be ready for a fight.
 Oof, I don't like that. Can't be anything good.
 I guess these are the dregs of a Nightfall feast. Pity for so much good eating to go to waste.
 Imagine eating all these before murdering people for Shar. Kinda sick, kinda fascinating.
 Looks like a Nightfall feast. A Sharran party right before ritual murder.
 This place gives me the creeps.
 Same sort of eye we saw in the goblin camp. Someone's keeping tabs.
 Flat to the wall.
 Someone's watching us through that scrying eye.
 That's no regular floating eyeball. Someone's watching us from the other side.
 Another big ol' eye. Wonder who's watching?
 What the...
 Looks like a military outpost - stay alert.
 Lolth drow left an old resupply cache here.
 Duergar versus myconids. Looks like they slaughtered each other.
 It barely touched him! What am I missing?!
 Full.
 We're missing something. What?
 I'm missing heat. Lava.
 Eee! Fake wall! What's on the other side?
 Yes! Now we're cooking.
 Scorch marks. And it's not me this time.
 Mephits. I know how to handle the likes of you.
 All right - bring it on, whatever you are.
 Hah. Nice.
 Hear that? Someone's calling out.
 Now that's a good use of a spent soldier.
 Why fight yourself if you can get someone else to do it for you, right?
 Never was much for history class, but this place has me captivated.
 Storied rocks. Who would've thought.
 I feel... empty. Totally empty.
 Try a Light spell. Right?
 What's it mean though?
 Well, it's lights out for old Glut. He gave it his best shot, anyway.
 At least he died doing what he lovedusurping.
 Letter says there's a Harper stash somewhere around here.
 Ignore your tightening chest. Surely the devils hadn't found you down here?
 Something is coming. Has a devil found me at last?
 That's a Harper's rune! Very exciting. Must be a cache nearby.
 What's this rune, now?
 Bloody tracks. And shackles. And arrows. Someone barely got out of here with their life.
 What's this mess? Can't make heads or tails of it.
 Imagine the battlefields of Avernus. Hell had been your home for too long.
 Well, that's it for old Glut. He gave it his best shot, anyway.
 What are those marks on the ground?
 Those are tracks. Footprints! Where do they lead?
 Can't blame him for trying to outrun an orthon. Any sane person would.
 I'm not getting on that. Am I?
 Wow, what a crossbow. Looks more Sharran than duergar, if I know my weapons.
 Nice crossbow. Doesn't look like grey dwarf work.
 Rest in peace.
 Well. Into the great unknown...
 Hope she finds peace now.
 It won't budge.
 Circles and stars. That moon journal mentioned this.
 Maybe we can work this thing out. I'll provide moral support.
 Scrying eye's watching us. Don't do anything weird.
 I doubt that, but go ahead.
 I am the Demonsbane, champion of Avernus. You don't frighten me.
 Blocked. I need a bit of extra harumph.
 Something here must've been worth protecting.
 Let's get what we want and get out.
 Good sneaking.
 Let's beast an exit - this place is... blech.
 We could've taken 'em. But hey, what do I know?
 Won't budge.
 These guys are armed to the teeth. Why? What's down here?
 Danger book. Let's read it.
 Soul coin! Yes! I can use this.
 These guys are armed to the teeth. Why?
 I'd love to know the full story.
 Karlach. Pleasure.
 Slippery thing.
 Run if you can, hag. Karlach's got your number.
 No! Damn! What happened?!
 No! Damn! What just happened?!
 Hag's curse. It has all the hallmarks. Poor fellow.
 Nice sword. Jaunty hat. Karlach like.
 Gods rest these guys - whoever they are.
 Killer might still be here. Look alive.
 We met these brothers. Guess they didn't find their sis.
 Whoever did this is still at large. Look alive.
 Should've known Ethel's wand had a twist.
 No turning back time now. 
 Someone had a party here. Or some thing.
 Or... redcaps. Vicious things.
 Whatever it was was... enthusiastic.
 Looks like someone ran through this place like a hook horror.
 Mask seems to ward them off.
 Oh no. I know that smell. Death.
 Something isn't right here. Look alive, soldier.
 I smell death. Ugh, lots of it.
 Smells like hell in here. Or death, more precisely.
 Hag's been very busy.
 Blech, this place reeks of death.
 A mind flayer? Absolutely not. No way.
 Don't worry. We're making our own future.
 A mind flayer. No way. I'm making my own future.
 Rest in peace, Losiir. Thanks for your help.
 Give it a wide berth. It could still do a lot of damage.
 Can't let these things escape the wreckage.
 Makes a pleasant change from rivers of blood.
 Must've been fishing when the nautiloid crashed. Hope they died quickly, at least.
 Wrong place, wrong time. Hope they died quickly, at least.
 Ye gods! Can it be... I'm... I'm...
 If it looks like the Sword Coast, smells like the Sword Coast, and feels like the fucking Sword Coast...
 I did it. I got out.
 No doubt Zariel will be on my trail soon. Think I even spotted one of her hunters on the ship. I better get moving.
 Been through a lot, but I draw the line at becoming a mind flayer. I'll sort it. I always do.
 Yeah, yeah, one crisis at a time, hm?
 Yes. YES! Should be able to follow the river straight to Baldur's Gate. Easy.
 And not a devil to be found. This is it. I'm finally free.
 For good. Forever. No matter what.
 Better ten bugs than another day in the Hells. Than another hour.
 I'll sort it. I always do. Might even have a little fun bashing devil bootlickers along the way.
 Step oneget far away from anything with tentacles. Step twostay calm and don't burn anything down. Step threefind allies who won't mind a friend who spends a lot of time talking to herself.
 Now - time to march. I've got a life to live. Finally.
 Hang on. Did she fool us?!
 We got hagged. And it sounds like that sister of theirs might've been, too.
 And I thought the tadpole was bad enough on its own.
 Guess this thing's going to take special treatment to evict.
 A 'weapon' huh. Sounds like it might be the artefact.
 They want a 'weapon' huh. Sounds like it might be the artefact.
 Keep that thing stashed deep, then. It'll put a big fat target on our backs.
 Getting Halsin out of here is going to be a real treat.
 We'll manage - but first we need to find him.
 These True Souls think they're talking to a god. But it's just the tadpole, right?
 No interest in chatting to the Absolute, myself. I've got enough going on up here.
 It should be me. But we need to talk about this first.
 Might as well do some good on my way out the eternal door. But I need to discuss it with my companions.
 Nice little nap.
 Feeling fresh.
 Ah, that put the wind back in my sails.
 On your feet, soldier! That's an order!
 Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?
 C'mon, Fringe, back up with you!
 You're not dying. Not on my watch.
 Fuck no. Not Jaheira.
 Gale! Come on, magic man, hang on!
 WYLL! NO!
 On your feet, Minthara! Today's not your day.
 Oh, no you don't, baldy. On your feet!
 Astarion, you leech, you can't die like this!
 Halsin! Hang on! Please!
 No! This isn't the real you, is it?
 Nothing?
 Hello in there?
 Aw.
 Lamp!
 Maybe later.
 No time for chat just now.
 Not now - Shadowfelling.
 Let's chat later. Got to keep my wits about me.
 Focus for the minute - we'll be out of here soon.
 Talk later - we need to see this through first.
 What say we kill the big bad Ketheric first?
 Let's just get to the end of this in one piece.
 Talk later - cultists to smash.
 Oi oi, I have business with someone else tonight, talk another time?
 Come on, guns, what are you good for?!
 Yeah, maybe if I was half the size.
 No chance.
 Maybe if I were a halfling.
 That's for someone teeny-tiny, not biggy-biggy.
 Not a chance I'd fit.
 Maybe if I was a quarter of the size.
 There's a temple down there?! And something lurking in there, too. Fascinating.
 Magical lock. Will need to get clever here.
 These hairy little shits don't give up easily - but neither do I.
 An open tomb. What could be horrifying about that?
 Don't like the look of that. Don't know why.
 Myrkul was here. Or one of his fans, anyway.
 Raphael is a devil like all your kind - he deals in tricks. You probably missed a loophole in your contract.
 Help me with my infernal engine, and I'll tell you.
 I don't keep company with devils.
 That was hard to watch. Hope it was worth it, Shadowheart.
 Hope you made She of the Absolute Misery feel better.
 Fuck yes. She's incredible. Well-chosen, Shadowheart.
 Can't wait to watch her break Ketheric's face.
 She's incredible.
 How could you let that corpse take her?!
 What goes around comes around. We're going to pay for this.
 Oh goody. We've pissed off the immortal.
 No sense in making her suffer more. Not after what she's been through.
 You killed her. After all she'd been through.
 Hope your miserable god is delighted with herself.
 She's incredible. You did the right thing.
 Can't wait to watch her cleave Ketheric's head in two.
 An awful fate, to be trapped here so long.
 And all for Ketheric's greed. What a bastard.
 How could you, Shadowheart?
 That was wrong. And we're going to pay for it.
 How could you just let him take her?!
 I didn't sign up for this.
 Ketheric had a daughter. Wonder if she was lost to the shadows.
 Isobel. Isn't that the name of the cleric at Last Light?
 She can't be Isobel Thorm - can she? Ketheric's daughter?
 Isobel's grave. Before Ketheric wrenched her back into the land of the living.
 Balthazar. That's Ketheric's right hand. But I've never been afraid of a necromancer or two.
 Aye. Eyes up, weapons ready.
 I'll stay on my guard. We're on the back foot down here.
 This has got to be the spear Shadowheart's after.
 Whey, would you get a load of that? What a spear.
 Feels like a dream - like I could fly.
 The disc is moving. Maybe it'll lead to the next step - or the end.
 Disc is moving! That's good, right?
 So one person could use this spell to become many. Pretty powerful.
 That's just horrible.
 Just one example of why I'll never return to the Hells.
 Go on then. Spit it out.
 What are we talking here? Lemure? Pit fiend? Orthon?
 You're a terrible poet.
 All right, who's seen some gems lying around?
 It won't fight its... friends. Siblings?
 But where's it lead?
 Goodnight forever, stink-breath.
 Dammit. One step forward, a bunch back.
 An orthon. Fancy seeing one of you so far from the Hells.
 Infernal ritual markings. Ugh, what's waiting for us?
 Yeah, but where's it lead?
 How many more of these can we take?
 Lord Gortash? Since when?
 Oh no. Halsin!
 Careful - those are meenlocks. Fire or light should put them off.
 Meenlocks! Those claws are sharp as hell.
 Meenlocks! These buggers thrive in the dark. Let's light 'em up.
 Those claws look vicious.
 Oh gods, what now.
 Those claws look vicious. Defend, soldier!
 Hold on! Halsin will be out soon... right?
 Come at me you fucking shades.
 Did he really go off into the shadows alone? Wonder how long he'll last.
 What's that in your pocket, sir?
 Holy shit. It's really you. The Jaheira.
 Please - ma'am - I'm from Baldur's Gate. Like you. I'm on your side.
 He was investigating the House of Healing. Must've found something there, right?
 You know this guy's a devil, right, Mol? No beating one of them.
 I guess we'll never know.
 Someone's gotta look out for her.
 Anything to annoy a devil.
 Leave her alone. I'm warning you.
 Beating devils brings out the best in me.
 I figured the girl could handle herself.
 Might be the infernal engine in my chest.
 Would you look at that. No shadows.
 I have to say, it's an honour to drink with you, ma'am. Cheers.
 You can, ma'am. I wouldn't lie to you.
 Let's kick Ketheric's arse - together.
 No, to yours. You don't know what it means to me to meet you.
 It worked! Halsin's in the Shadowfell now.
 Shadow's been swallowing cultists.
 Gith warriors?! Gods, what hasn't this thing swallowed.
 I've got a good sense for horned freaks, and that ox is one of them.
 Well. Got a bit more than we bargained for with that one.
 Good fight, anyway. I needed that.
 Well! I'll stay on my toes around cows from now on.
 Someone shed Flaming Fist armour - and blood.
 Hm. Odd.
 Cosy down here. Secret, even.
 I liked you before, but I extra like you now.
 Oh no. The big hook lads.
 Stay far, far away from whatever that was.
 Evil overlordship isn't your look.
 Ketheric Thorm is behind that door. I'm ready if you are.
 More?! We might need to run for it - we can't fight them forever.
 Let's get out of here - I can't take any more skellies.
 Whatever's dripping from the walls is... alive. Organic, anyway.
 Hey - there's something beyond here. No way of getting through from this pit, though.
 Could've been beautiful. Probably was, once.
 A red 'x'. I know what that means.
 Melodia. Ketheric's wife. She loved him - before he sold himself to the Absolute.
 Minthara's imprisoned here. She could probably be saved, if you didn't have a conscience.
 Didn't we see a red 'x' right here? On that map?
 Well. No choice but to follow.
 Not this place again.
 What a nightmare.
 Ketheric got up to something dark - very dark.
 Prisoners. We can't leave them here.
 Can't risk getting locked up ourselves.
 Might be possible to turn it against him - or destroy it.
 Let's get looking. Something that valuable won't be easy to reach.
 So the Nightsong is the key to taking Ketheric down.
 Nice name. Wonder if it's a music box or something.
 Maybe we can turn it against Ketheric. Or destroy it.
 First we need to find it. Something that valuable won't be sitting on a shelf somewhere.
 This Nightsong must be the key to taking Ketheric down. Now we know what we're looking for.
 Won't be hard to get at, but we should get cracking.
 Glad to see someone in this place got a proper burial.
 Must've been the caravan's home base.
 No more giant spides on the prowl, thanks to us.
 Look at this place. Set up to snatch people up and put them in shackles.
 Spidey and co. got pretty far from home base.
 Aha. Found the nest.
 Kind of beautiful - but also feels like you could choke on your own breath here.
 Only way to Moonrise, unfortunately.
 Shadows will take whatever's living.
 Hey - light seems to protect against the shadows.
 A pixie! Ooh, neat!
 Lots of bark. Bet she's got a good bite too.
 Little wings, big mean mouth.
 Fierce thing. Bet she could turn me inside out if she wanted.
 A pixie! Neat. Never met one before.
 Can't douse this torch!
 Looks like a Continual Flame spell.
 But why?
 Siege weapons. Looks like they haven't been touched in a hundred years.
 This stuff is ancient.
 That can't be Rolan, can it? He wouldn't be so foolish.
 This is a battlefield. An old one, but still.
 Animal tracks. Looks like they jumped down.
 I don't know what I expected, but damn - this place is cursed.
 Gods, what is this place? Looks like some dark god sneezed and this is what was left behind. I'm not sure I want to step in there.
 Well done. Now I just need that lantern.
 That device Voss gave us is making a racket. Why?
 Voss' device is raising a stink. Must be githyanki nearby.
 Can't get out! Need to face those guardians first.
 Silks from Cormyr... empty.
 Must be a distillery.
 Guy is cursed and totally soused. Those types don't go down easy.
 Maybe we can find a flagon of something curse-resistant.
 No curse in here. Wonder why.
 Didn't do much good. Pity.
 Someone drowned in alcohol. Yeesh.
 Looks like this is the woman who tried to blackmail the brewer.
 Might be some potions inside. Or a load of cursed scalpels flying at our faces.
 A githyanki hunting party. Did Voss' device detect them?
 Voss was right. Does that mean Vlaakith really is hunting us down?
 Cheese from the Dalelands. My favourite!
 Huh. Never seen sigils like these before.
 Door's blocked from the other side.
 Less dust on the left there. Someone's been through here.
 Gotta be another way in.
 Money, money?
 Hasty graves. Selûnite, among others. Must've been quite the battle.
 Hasty graves. Selûnite, among others. I suppose they died fighting Ketheric's Sharran army, all those years ago.
 Hasty graves. Wonder whose.
 Scalpels down, thank the gods.
 What kind of hell did I just watch.
 If only all our enemies could be convinced to take themselves out.
 Looks like a hospital - or a healer's house, anyway.
 Poor bloke. Wouldn't have minded drinking with him in another life.
 Protective charms... prayers. The Harpers, right before they attacked.
 Whatever monster she became, she was a person, once. Before this curse.
 A Tollhouse.
 Look at that. A Mason's Guild.
 Maybe a nice big hammer for Karlach.
 Hey, I can push these plaques! Hmm...
 Gems from Thay. Only one left.
 A whole fleet of nautiloids. Here, on the Sword Coast.
 We can't get at him as long as the Nightsong's caged.
 Tadpole's lashing around like a whip.
 Mine too. It's... excited by something down here.
 A cambion. Stay back.
 I'm gonna be sick.
 All that blood. Guess there's a worse place than Avernus after all.
 That did it.
 Neither you nor your pal Gortash know the first thing about my 'place'.
 Funny looking tad. Wonder what gives.
 Hm. Nope.
 This is Mol's. Where is she?
 Someone with a bum eye's missing their patch.
 I know one of them. Enver Gortash.
 Motherfucker! Gortash!MUTED = False
 Huh. They think we're... friends? Allies?
 A brine pool with no tadpoles.
 No more tadpoles. Hope they all weren't used on people.
 Platform's here. Good to go.
 He's dead. He's finished. But Gortash... Gortash was here.
 Tsk. Whoever that was, this place chewed them up and spit them out.
 Yowch!
 The road home is up ahead. Baldur's Gate. Anything left undone, we should do it now, before it's too late.
 Baldur's Gate! I'm coming, home. And I'll get there before the Absolute.
 Duke Ravengard! He's still alive. Thank the gods.
 Duke Ravengard! Don't worry, Duke - I'm getting out of there.
 You know I would if I could. But I'll sit with you as long as you'll have me.
 Kiss him.
 Stop his protests with a kiss.
 Yes. I want you to seize the crown, and make us a new world.
 Answer him with a kiss.
 Say nothing. Answer him with a kiss instead.
 You've shown me the kind of man you are. I'll call you a friend for as long as you'll have me.
 If not a dance, then maybe a kiss.
 Actually, I thought I might steal a kiss.
 I better come clean - I wanted a kiss.
 Damn right I'm fond of you.
 Maybe a kiss would prove my affections.
 That's not true. You're an incredible person, Wyll.
 I'll come find you after everyone is asleep.
 I'll come find you later.
 I'd love that, Astarion, but you know I can't. I'd burn you alive.
 I can't take your hand without hurting you, but I'll follow where you lead.
 Go on - I'll follow.
 Smile and take Wyll's hand.
 I don't want a commitment. But I'd welcome a good roll in the hay.
 All right. But this better be worth it.
 Oh my gods, look at its little beak! C'mere, you doll...
 Damn it! We scared it off. Poor little beaky fella - hope he finds his way back.
 I'd love to share my bed with you tonight.
 I'd love nothing more, but I'm afraid I can't touch anyone until my engine is fixed.
 Well, I'd planned to bed you...
 Well, I'd had my heart set on bedding you.
 I'd hoped to get close to you, but I don't want to light you on fire.
 Interested in sharing a bed tonight?
 I have to admit, I wish I could share a bed with you tonight.
 I love him so much.
 This was a mistake. Nothing more. I'm disgusted with myself.
 Why don't you fuck all the way off, Mizora?
 Mizora. Zariel's lapdog.
 Good gods, the dream I just had.
 I did it. After ten long years in the Hells, I'm fucking free.NARRATION
 The air smells so much better here. And the breeze, and the trees, and the everything of it all. I could die now, and that'd be all right.NARRATION
 Right. Always. Right?NARRATION
 Right.NARRATION
 Will you leave that alone? It was five years ago, and the scar's almost healed.NARRATION
 How do I turn you off? Oh wait, I know.NARRATION
 Dammon seems to've made a good start. I ought to keep him close.NARRATION
 Really close. And then, next time he leans in to listen to my heart, I take his chin in my hand and I lift his face to meet mine and I - stop it, brain! This isn't the time! Is it? NARRATION
 No. Yes. No. Ugh!NARRATION
 So I take his chin in my hand and I lift his face to meet mine and his face softens, like he's seeing me for the first time. 'Karlach...' he says, straightening.
 He puts his hand over mine, steps closer to me. Hand on my waist now as he leans in and kisses me so softly, like he's savouring each sensation.NARRATION
 His hand moves lower, and he pulls me even closer toward him. I'm all nerves now, all starry, as my head explodes, showering him with skull fragments to reveal a mass of tentacles - OH GODS!NARRATION
 Retreat. Abort. Go back. Ugh - why?NARRATION
 Good riddance.NARRATION
 Don't you have enough to worry about? Go to sleep for fuck's sake.NARRATION
 Not now, anyway. Right? Right.NARRATION
 Fucking Zariel. Mutilated me before I even knew what was happening. But I'll have this bloody heart out. Or turned off. Or whatever.NARRATION
 Then I'm horizontalling my way around Baldur's Gate, from halfling poet to goliath berserker, until the gods themselves step in.NARRATION
 Sweet silver-tongued halfling perched on my lap - I'll have one hand up her skirt, she'll have one down my top, when there's a knock at the door.NARRATION
 He doesn't wait for my reply - it's... Logus... and all ten feet of him are back from the hunt. He steadies a brace of rabbits against the wall and sees us tangled up when - wait! No! Brain! This isn't the time... is it?NARRATION
 Logus saunters over to me and...Liza. We startle. Didn't know he'd be back so soon. 'Let's move this to the bedroom, he grumbles.' NARRATION
 Liza nods. I smile. I hoist her into my arms, use my free arm to pull Logus in closer. I kiss his neck, slowly, as my face suddenly blows out and my six writhing tentacles latch around his - OH GODS!NARRATION
 Yes. Rest. Sleep. Peace. Ugh, I don't want to sleep! I want to be alive!NARRATION
 Can't wait to eat some roasted chicken. Stand on a sea cliff. Touch someone - oh gods! Touch!NARRATION
 Do not go there, Karlach. Not unless you want to burn this camp down.
 A minor inconvenience. I'll find a way to get it removed.NARRATION
 Fuck no I'm not. I've suffered enough for five Karlachs - and I've had enough.
 Take her hand and pull her up.
 I wish I could kiss you.
 Shadowheart...
 You know, if you want something... I think you should take it.
 Let the moment pass.
 Tell her about a quiet spot in Avernus you used to visit. Ugly as sin, but at least you could be alone.
 Yes. I'm yours, Minthara.
 I'm afraid I can't - I'd burn you to a crisp.
 Damn. I wish it hadn't ended like this. Halsin was only doing what was right.
 Nothing to be done now. It's finished.
 We deserved that attack. And he deserved better.
 Whoa - what the fuck, Astarion?!
 Do you think I'm an idiot? You bit me!
 Try that again, and you're ash. Got it?
 I need a friend I can trust. That isn't you. You better hope I don't see you again, Astarion. Ever.
 Thank the gods. I was ready to kill you. Crisis averted.
 I enjoyed that. Did you?
 Not staying for a cuddle?
 I enjoyed last night. Did you?
 Hold on, where's Gale? The air feels a little less... magical.
 Hey, where's Shadowheart? I was looking forward to annoying her today.
 Hang on, where's Lae'zel? Feels wrong starting the day without anyone staring daggers at me.
 Now - where's my favourite fella Wyll hiding?
 Fine. But not a drop more than you need.
 All right, but go too far and I'll drive a stake through your chest.
 I'd offer to help, Astarion, but my engine still means I'm too hot to touch.
 Go ahead, if you want to burn your lips off.
 Make it a song for everyone who fought. Couldn't have done it alone.
 Hug him.
 Show me more.
 I can take it.
 Give it to me.
 Lean in for a kiss.
 I'm in love with you too.
 Mm - hello, love. Did you have a bad dream?
 You look like hell. What's wrong?
 I'll kill the bastard. What happened?
 Tell me what to do, and it's done.
 Driving you that mad, am I?
 Look - we'll do whatever it takes to keep us both safe. I promise.
 But why didn't you tell me before? I could've helped you sooner - like you've helped me.
 Maybe then... Alfira would still be here? But - we're here now. And we're going to fix this.
 That's what we do. We help each other. Right?
 Attention, soldier! You do not have permission to freak the fuck out right now.
 Easy, now - a piece of me will burn you going in and out.
 Whatever's happening to you will pass. It doesn't scare me. Stay with me.
 You can do this. I've got you, and I'm not letting you go.
 Bloodlust has made a poet of you.
 Ah, soldier, what are you even on about?
 Here we are, both un-Alfira'd.
 That you in there, love?
 We'll get through this together. I'll protect us. And we'll skip through fate like two truants on the beach at midday.
 Pfft. Hate you? I love the drama. Bring it on.
 We'll get through this. Like two roaches in an apocalypse, mind, but still. 
 You sure keep me on my toes, don't you? S'why I keep you around.
 To be honest, the thought of holding you down while you try to rip my throat out is kind of wonderful.
 I can take you at your worst. With pleasure.
 I've killed people too. Innocence is for the lucky. Life is dirty, and we've got the stain of it.
 I'll fuck him up. Bad. Just say the word next time he slithers into our camp, and he's gone.
 It's bad. I won't say it isn't. But... I've done worse. Powers beyond our control picked us to do their dirty work - that isn't our fault.
 GRRROOOAAAARRR!
 Thank me when we've both survived the night.
 That's so sweet. And fucked up. As for whether I can stop you, I wouldn't worry about that.
 Must've been a doozy. Look after yourself, all right? And wake me up again if you can't sleep.
 Whoa - everything all right, soldier?
 Would you be able to bite me without getting hurt?
 Be careful, Astarion. My engine is running so hot. I won't be able to control it.
 Cocky, don't you think? Threaten my life, then try to cosy up after?
 Twirl about with flair and abandon.
 Give a twirl. A calm twirl.
 Gods, what I wouldn't give to kiss you right now.
 Kiss her.
 Gortash is done for. It was a long time coming.
 Arabella's gone to the city, then. We may yet see her again.
 Arabella's gone, then. Even with those talents of hers, there's no guarantee she'll survive...
 Where's Shadowheart? We should wait for her.
 Neat thing. What's it do?
 I think Shadowheart'll want to take the lead here.
 You killed Wyll's father right in front of him. Why don't you go back to the Hells, where you belong?
 I'd do anything for Wyll. That includes not murdering you on the spot.
 Zariel wanted me dead, but you've left me alone. What gives, Mizora?
 Don't patronise him.
 I have. But even the lowliest devils honour their agreements, don't they?
 I certainly did. Wyll's father is safe, and Wyll's free of you at last.
 Smile the rictus grin of the damned.
 Out with it, devil.
 I take my pleasures wherever I please. Zariel would hate that, wouldn't she?
 Zariel would be a good start.
 Shadowheart, your destiny awaits.
 Voss was set to meet someone in Sharess' Caress. That's just outside the city proper.
 I would've liked to. Loved to. But it just didn't happen for me.
 Damn.
 Disappointed fings.
 One more dragon blast, and this thing's falling straight into the Hells. Over my dead body.
 Whoa. I hear... voices.
 All I hear's the hells whipping by.
 Get up off that mind flayer chair before this ship starts reading your mind.
 Let's get out of here. Fast.
 One mind flayer is enough, I think.
 Infernal metal! Like the stuff inside me. Could be handy.
 Oho no, we are not crashing in Avernus. Where the hell is that helm?
 That's what I get for devil-bashing. Let's get out of here.
 Dead mind flayer. Nice.
 Doesn't work.
 Nowthe transponder. I'm getting out of here.
 We're going down. I won't go back! I can't!
 Alien words.
 Locked.
 Gotta get this ship out of here before it's too late.
 Where there's a thing, there's a place it fits.
 Pay dirt. Bet it fits into the device by that pod.
 Dead. Too bad. Could've asked it for directions to the helm.
 No idea what this means.
 Gods! These things are procreating.
 Something fits here. Might set the whole thing humming.
 Dunno what this one's for.
 Ooh. That felt good.
 Fuck. That squid really scrambled my brains...
 But at least there are no devils on my tail.
 Hm. My engine's burning hot. Better be careful who I touch.
 Gods, I'm alive. Thought that mind flayer would kill me.
 Can't make it out.
 Gods, I enjoy killing imps. Now - I'm going home.
 That chest - might be something inside I can use.
 Great, but what's it unlock?
 That machine did something to them.
 Damn. Already dead.
 Whoa gods!
 Fuck those kids, poor thing.
 Hah. It's kind of cute.
 Locked in. Uh oh.
 Harder!
 Argh! It's stuck.
 I wouldn't last a tenday in a place with this many rules.
 Goon down. Where's the boss?
 Yummy.
 Loyal pupils - all the more dangerous.
 What's behind the secret door?
 Ominous.
 You said it.
 I'm a bit afraid this Inquisitor won't want to say anything useful.
 We'll be lucky if he doesn't start off with a cheap shot, I think.
 All right, Inquisitor, let's have it out then.
 Barrier's down. Handy.
 Glad the githyanki don't deny themselves every luxury.
 Look at that. A map of the entire Sword Coast. Hope they aren't planning anything untoward.
 Thingies, yokes, and mabobs.
 Lathander's got no love for ravening undead, does he?
 A Guardian of Faith spell. Must've been real faith to've lasted this long.
 Lathander. Sun god, I think. Seems like a good chap.
 No time - we need to get down!
 Everyone hates the Absolute, I guess.
 This is where they kept the 'Blood of Lathander'?
 This can't be the blood of Lathander, can it? It's a bit... eh.
 Feel that? So powerful.
 Well-guarded stash. We did well to make it.
 Must've been a precious artefact.
 I believe it. This thing looks powerful.
 That was a close one. Whole place almost came down around our ears.
 Phew. That was way too close.
 I didn't claw my way out of Avernus to go out in a pile of rubble.
 Maybe we'll take a lighter touch next time. Maybe.
 We worked it out, right?
 Almost there!
 What a weapon. Wonder if it was used against the githyanki.
 Wow, look at you. Formidable.
 Must've been part of the first group that raided this place.
 Is that... a githyanki?
 Bloody bird's calling for help!
 Not long left - we need to get out of here!
 That kobold smells like a keg of spirits. Flammable, that.
 Out cold. Is that... good?
 Like it hasn't been touched in a millenium. Incredible.
 This place has good bones. Terrible skin, though.
 I kinda like it. Rough around the edges.
 Is something... crying?
 Just like that - gone. Levelled.
 Wish it could've been avoided. It was pretty beautiful.
 It's gone. Levelled to the ground.
 It's a pity. That place was pretty beautiful.
 Clean cut. Githyanki blade.
 A very sharp blade did that.
 I need to get down!
 Shit, that thing's going to blow!
 Oh good - old trusty will do just fine.
 Damn thing's allergic to magic.
 That was close. Get me out of here...
 A gremishka! Careful, these things hate magic.
 'Blood of Lathander.' Real or metaphorical?
 Broken! Must be another way somewhere.
 Disappointing.
 Now that's what I call moist.
 I don't feel so good. Weakened by stench.
 Well? Tell me everything.
 Easy - this place is hungry for blood.
 This'll be fun.
 A trap! Time to dance.
 Hot foot, hot foot - place is trapped.
 Place is trapped.
 Someone's rigged this place to the teeth.
 Go lightly; I spot a trap.
 What's this?
 Gotcha.
 He-llo.
 What's that now?
 C'mere you.
 Come out, come out, little mimic...
 Nope.
 C'mon...
 Argh!
 Big shiny eye.
 Huh. Kinda smells good.
 I'd try it.
 Frogsbreath, maybe?
 Not now.
 Not during a fight.
 Other things on my mind, thanks.
 Let's finish this fight first.
 Hm. Must activate somewhere else.
 Now, how do I get this moving?
 Doesn't work. Must be a button or something nearby.
 Nope. Maybe it turns on somewhere else.
 Nope. Maybe there's some other way to open it.
 Locked out. Maybe I can get it open another way.
 Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.
 Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.
 Sorry, sugar, it's over between us.
 Where should we go next?
 What a world.
 Round and round.
 Let's see, where's Faerûn.
 Big.
 Need some oil over here!
 Tune me up, quick!
 Won't last much longer like this.
 Soldier! I need your help!
 Let's have a look at myself...
 Not bad - I've had better days. And worse ones.
 Still me - even after everything.
 Hey, good lookin'.
 Aw, me.
 Check out those arms.
 Hey, girl.
 Cute.
 Where's our dream guardian?
 When I find that godsdamned djinn...
 That collar looks familiar. Something to do with Gale?
 Winged cat. Well, stranger things have happened.
 Hey, isn't that Gale's tressym friend?
 A tressym! Never seen a real one before.
 Hey, I know that symbol. Gale, do you know this tressym?
 Balduran's sailing away - but the dragon stays behind.
 The elf sails away - but the dragon stays behind.
 A shapeshifter! Gods, good. Thought I'd killed a clown in front of a bunch of kids.
 Another shifter. Glad we didn't kill the real Dribbles. I think.
 Balduran and the dragon admire what they made - Baldur's Gate.
 A dragon and an elf surveying the city.
 A personal invitation from Lord Gortash himself. Lovely.
 Well, well. Looks like he wants to see us after all.
 Come on! I won't hurt you on purpose.
 Is this real? An entrance to Ansur's lair beneath Wyrm's Rock Prison. Sounds like we need torches... and a spark?
 Whoever wrote this believed the dragon Ansur lived below Wyrm's Rock Prison. Interesting.
 The fuck was that?
 Never felt an earthquake in Baldur's Gate before. What the hells.
 Big bones. It's been dead for a while.
 Even a devil wouldn't sink this low.
 You were a little one, once. You had a life worth living.
 Rest in peace, wherever you are.
 Don't worry. You'll be avenged.
 Sick shit.
 My gods. This is sick.
 Hey, we found these toys in the barn, right? Guess they were made here.
 The guy who owns this house was tampering with toys meant for the refugees!
 The toys from the barn! This fuck was the one making them.
 Whoever lives here was up to something nasty. We ought to chek some of his 'donations'.
 Arfur, Arfur, Arfur. He was tampering with toys meant for the refugees!
 Our friend Arfur was up to something nasty. We ought to chek some of his 'donations'.
 Lorgan couldn't help these people.
 It looks like they were trying to hide down here. Dammit.
 No sign of the illithid. Surely nothing bad will come of this.
 She's already gone. Wonder what our friend will think of that.
 Well, there she is. Let's get this reunion going.
 Bear's looking a little worse for wear.
 These toys are like the ones we found in the barn. Now we know where they came from.
 Pigeon feathers. Maybe from the postmaster's flock.
 Someone's been plucked to the skin.
 Pigeon feathers. Someone's been plucked.
 Still warm.
 No head. Brutal.
 Not again...
 Lorgan's tunnels. His name's right here. Someone was keeping an eye on him.
 These tunnels are under the Open Hand Temple. This 'Father Lorgan' must be connected - name's right here.
 These tunnels are under the Open Hand Temple. Dead priest's name is written on here too.
 A map of where the Shifters have been. And Father Lorgan's name. The killer must've been in this room.
 Map of tunnels and some temple. 'Father Lorgan' mentioned by name.
 Gorgeous bronze dragon.
 An elf sailor and a bronze dragon - friends, it looks like.
 One more of those and I'm gonna spew.
 Ashes to ashes, bones to bones.
 Now let's take a look at its hoard.
 Clown's arm. Blech.
 The clown's foot. Well, all right.
 Oh gods. That's got to be Dribbles' head.
 That's the last of it. Better show Lucretious.
 That's got to be nearly all of him, right?
 Guess if we find a few more of these little scenes, we'll have gathered the rest of him.
 We're still missing a few pieces. Better look around before it starts stinking.
 Look at those colours. That's a clown's leg for sure.
 Clown's torso. Gods, it's awful.
 Another bit of clown. Please, no more.
 Now that's a clown-y hand. Found part of Dribbles, then.
 A clown's head?! Now that's fucked up.
 Blech. Are these... entrails?! 
 More of Orin's goons. Wonder how many she's brought over to the Lord of Murder.
 Shapeshifter assassins. Damn, that complicates things.
 More shapeshifters. The cult's got a whole heap of 'em.
 These might be the toys from the letter. Shouldn't touch, no matter how cute.
 Teddies! Yay.
 She's playing with us. We're not her fucking toys.
 Orin's a shapeshifter. That complicates things.
 Look at the teeny footprints!
 Something funny's going on here...
 Birdie probably died for the letters it carried.
 Tsk, poor bird. Looks like it was taken to the Open Hand temple.
 Pigeon blood. Poor thing.
 Yurgir - make use of yourself!
 Get in here, you big devil you!
 Its will is weakening. Let's finish this.
 Its will is weakening! The Netherbrain's ours. 
 Ngh. Feels like my brain is leaking out of my nose. We must be close.
 Ack! Don't drop that!
 Butterfingers, pick those up!
 This will never stop. We need to get to the brain!
 They won't stop coming! We need to get past them!
 Oh gods...
 Awful.
 Hope we made the right choice. If not...
 Almost there. Hold 'em back a little longer!
 Lights out for the Emperor.
 Emperor's done for - we need another way. 
 Florrick! Bring the Flaming Fist to my aid!
 That's the Crown ahead. It's mine. I'll cast the spell. I'll make the brain submit.
 That's the Crown! Time to cast the spell again. This time it has to work.
 We've got to do it now - use the tadpole! Dominate the brain!
 Dominate the brain! Now, soldier, now!
 These goons will keep me busy 'til the end of the world. I need to get to the brain!
 I'll handle these ignots. You go dominate the brain! Get to the Crown, and cast the spell! 
 This isn't going to stop until that brain is under control.
 Rift's open, soldier! Let's move! Destroy it from within!
 Rift's open, soldier! Let's move! Destroy it from within! 
 The Emperor is... silent. It can't reach us here.
 Get me out of here...
 Knew a guy from Luskan once. Wouldn't mind saying hello, but I don't think my engine would survive the cold.
 Let's head to the Archive. We can lift the magic that's protecting Raphael's treasures.
 A magic keyword, huh? That'll help us get what we need.
 Odd thing. Ugly.
 Devilish magic in here. I think I'm gonna vomit.
 Hear that? Something's happening in the back of the temple.
 An awful death. Gods dammit!
 A letter from Orin...
 What else does Orin have to say?
 Huh. Some of Orin's correspondence.
 And, got it! Phew.
 Deactivated. Thank the gods.
 Another one down. Just in time.
 Now that's a hefty take.
 What the hell was Carrion doing down here?
 There's something wrong with this wine. It'll paralyse anyone who drinks it.
 I know this smell. An agent that'll paralyse anyone who drinks it.
 Whoa. Cosy, but... let me out?
 Shadowheart's little nook. Aw.
 Nice little hole here. Someone needed a bit of space.
 And here lies M Kurwin. Well, well - Nine-Fingers' correspondent mentioned this grave.
 How can anyone justify this?
 Hey, look at that! Hmm... might be for the Counting House?
 ARGH! It's impossible.
 Githyanki. Part of Shar's plan to take the Astral Prism.
 Get a load of that. I think it's shutting down.
 No joy.
 Bloody thing's the source of the curse. How do I stop it?
 Huh. Interesting little fella.
 Bloody thing's the source of the curse. How do I destory it?
 Something's off about this easel. Something's... missing.
 We-hell! Come to mama.
 Damn it!
 Voss' device is going off again. Are there really githyanki here?
 Smell that? Poison. No doubt.
 Funny bottle. Smells a little rancid.
 Let's follow. I want to see her rip Lorroakan in half.
 That was easy. 
 Now that's what I call personal decoration.
 Swit swoo, that is some jewellery. Royal, is it? From Suldanessellar? Don't ask me how I know that.
 Emperor's warning was clearDeath beyond the gate.
 Feel that? Heavy air. Maybe cursed. Well, bring it on I guess.
 No reflection. Just darkness.
 This mirror is ancient - Gorothir-ancient. It's like a window into the Shadowfell.
 Think there's a hole behind those crates.
 Ooh. Looks expensive.
 Oh hell yes! ROOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!
 'Only a Patriar's Loss can open this door.'
 Money? Power? Notions of grandeur?
 That's Kozakuran. Just like on the door.
 A dictionary. Looks like some kind of ancient language.
 Language in this book looks familiar. Oh I know! It was on Szarr's ring.
 Magical protection. Probably local. Time to have a nose around, see what can be done.
 Well lookie there. Tempting offerings.
 Sea devils. They don't usually come ashore like this...
 What's going on? Sea devils never show their faces this often.
 Stink like fish, die like fish. Never heard of one attacking the city before, though.
 Swit swoo!
 Ah, shit. No luck.
 Whoa, now. Who's that?!
 Yeesh. That's got to be bad luck.
 Ugh. Is that Gortash?
 Big red's the one driving 'em mad. Get him first, and be quick.
 Hells yeah. Figured they'd scatter without their ghost-boss to lead them.
 Fuck, that doesn't look good. Wreck him, before he wrecks us!
 Fucking cursed portrait!
 Argh! Learn, woman, we've been here before!
 Get 'em, Boo-boo!
 Fly free, land hard, Boo!
 Do a somersault!
 Scratch is still stuck at the post house.
 Don't know what I expected.
 We need to go get our boy back from that awful kennel.
 This is no fun without Scratch here.
 I miss my dog.
 Here, pup.
 Why am I doing this to myself?
 Scratch should be here. With his family.
 Poor Scratch is all worn out.
 I shouldn't tease our boy.
 Fella must need a little shut-eye.
 Better get it myself.
 You scared of wolves, Shadowheart?
 The blade. It's powerful. Ooh, I can practically taste it. Something for Gale, I think.
 The blade. It's powerful. Ooh, I can practically taste it.
 Out of mephits? Find a lava pool.
 Whoa! A scroll of true resurrection.
 Those were some interesting boots, right Gale?
 Necromancy, huh. I bet Gale would be interested in a book like this.
 You like cowls, don't you, Gale?
 Ooh, gorgeous book. What say you, Gale?
 Look at that! A Selûnite amulet. Something for you, Waterdeep?
 Magic boots! They've got 'Gale' written all over them.
 Feel like I've been sucking on a stench kow's udder... That druid fucked me up.
 I feel weak. That poison's not gonna cure itself... need an antidote.
 The poison's turned my guts to muck... I'm done for...
 Come to me. I want you.
 So beautiful. Like the whispers of the succubi.
 Malcanthet herself did not sound so sweet.
 I can't resist... don't want to.
 Ta-da!
 You'll die for this, creature.
 History? The human's a bigot, and he should have got the beating he deserved.
 I've seen the Hells... this is worse. What have we done?
 This is the blade from the druid's notes. It feels so... sad.
 Something about this blade. It feels... sad.
 Hey! There's a chest in here.
 Hay there.
 With the right troops I could take them... with you, I'm not so sure.
 Want me to send them to the Hells? Just say the word.
 Damn it. Have to find another way in.
 Argh! Too heavy.
 That's got to be Miri.
 Oh no. She... she's dead.
 Selûnite necklace. Pretty.
 I'd see my folks in our house in the Outer City. Mince pies on the window sill. Perfect.
 I'd see myself whole again. My heart beating away in my chest. And Zariel's head on a pike for good measure.
 I'd see the Hells filled in with flowers, and my old boss Gortash on his hands and knees tending them for eternity.
 Magically sealed. Can't go ape-smash on this thing.
 Keep clear of the webs, and the spiders might not notice us.
 Oh good. Spiders.
 Hey, a shrine.
 Hey, a shrine to the moon god Selûne.
 There, there, sweetie. Uh... there, there...
 Argh! Bloody thing.
 Funny symbol on this prayer sheet. Hidden away for any special reason?
 This prayer sheet's got the same symbol as the chest. Hey, wait a sec...
 Old prayer sheet. Reminds me of school, yeesh.
 Prayer works? I might have to rethink a few things.
 One, two, tie my laces, three, four, sideways faces...
 The ogres are dead. It's a mercy I didn't summon their shambling corpses.
 The ogres aren't coming. Good. They'd wreck the camp.
 They can't hear the horn. We'll have to fight our own battles.
 The ogres held up their end of the bargain. They don't owe us anything.
 They've moved on. We'll have to fight our own battles.
 There we go. Now I need a greatsword, sickle, or dagger.
 Bark's ready. Now what?
 Hm. Funny book. I don't like it.
 Hm. Seems like Gale's kind of kindling.
 A scrying eye - closed forever.
 Chilly down there. Very chilly. I think that's the Underdark.
 The 'Adamantine Forge'. Duergar were talking about the same thing.
 More talk of that forge. The memory shard already showed us where to go.
 Mad drow wasn't the only forge fan in the underdark.
 Ol' Dhourn was searching for that same forge.
 Forge again. The wizard's notes mentioned a guardian, right?
 That dead drow spoke of the Adamantine Forge too. Popular spot.
 Everyone wants forge. Forge, forge, forge.
 Everyone wants a piece of this forge.
 Shortcut to the hag's house. Guess Ethel liked to spare herself a few steps.
 Hag house. Guess Ethel likes to spare herself a few steps.
 Sentient mushrooms? No doubt they're murderous, like everything else down here.
 Huh. Handy, I guess.
 Whoa. This has got to be the Underdark.
 Why does the air taste like mind control?
 Ah, fungal spores. Refreshing.
 Shroom ring. Do they always grow like that?
 Glow, fairy ring, glow! What's the matter with you?
 Holy shit. A bulette. That thing could chomp me in two.
 What the hell was that thing?
 Can't make heads nor tails of this.
 Something about an adamantine forge hidden here. Amazing.
 And whatever's protecting it can be cracked by a 'hot hammer'. What a story.
 Can't make heads nor tails of the rest of it.
 Interesting. Whatever's guarding the forge, a 'hot hammer' can crack it.
 Pity I can't make heads nor tails of the rest of it.
 Hang on. That's adamantine speckled in there.
 Pretty speckles. But not worth much, I think.
 Huh. This looks familiar, but I can't place why.
 A Harper pin. Must've been on a covert operation down here.
 Tingly! Is that the chest's magic?
 I'm all tingly. Nice, but why?
 This is the work of a bulette. A land shark.
 Who the hell dug this out?
 Hm. Was hoping for a treat.
 Come on, shroomies, let's move!
 What's an adamantine forge, then?
 This gear's rusted to bits. Couldn't use it to fight off a flumph.
 Empty. Guess it'll be easy enough to get Nere's melon now.
 Still nothing.
 Run by magic. Wonder if I can get it active again.
 Why won't this bloody thing work? It doesn't look broken.
 A light but no wick. Gotta be a trick here.
 Ooh! Magic light.
 Looks like this drow fell from quite a height.
 Dead drow. Skellies galore. Wonder what the story was.
 Hey! Whatever you did, my collar's vibrating.
 No more food for fido.
 Now that's a low button.
 That collar sumons food? Ooh, for a pet I guess. Pretty neat.
 Something's buzzing. That collar, I think.
 Barrelstalks. Poisonous stuff. Myconids must be using these for protection.
 Blech. These things smell like death.
 Something's etched into this collar.
 Can't read it. Too bad.
 Must've belonged to poor Lenore's beloved pet.
 Lava doesn't usually pop like that. What gives?
 Lava's popping. Lethal stuff.
 These used to be living people. What a fate.
 A spectator couldn't have done this - could it?
 A concealing spell, is it? Still, this is the book the dead drow mentioned.
 I smell magic. What's this book really?
 'Flumph Mating Rituals,' huh? Interesting.
 Gods, this place is forge-central. Guess we ought to find the thing.
 Whoa. What made grooves like that?
 Deep grooves. Still fresh. Something with massive claws made this.
 Underdark critters must know not to darken Ethel's doorway.
 Back to Ethel's. Guess she went mushroom hunting now and then.
 Well, well, what's this. That book wasn't what it seemed after all.
 Abracadabra - book's showing its true colours.
 Holy hells, a lava elemental! 
 A lava elemental. That explains things.
 There. It's done. Good.
 I could do some real damage with that chair leg.
 Wowee. Impressive stuff.
 This is it - the adamantine forge. Impressive stuff.
 Aw! Power's gone as soon as I stand up.
 Aha! This is where that mould goes.
 I spot an opening. A mould for the forge.
 Ohoho, I like this. I feel strong as hell.
 Fits! Now I just need something worth forging.
 You've got what you need. What's missing?
 Wonder if I missed my calling as a smith.
 Got the mithral. Now we need the mould.
 A Sharron idol. Spooky.
 That's Shar, right? Shadowheart may want to have a look.
 Come out, come out, wherever you are...
 Something tells me these Harpers wouldn't leave their stash out in the open.
 Loose stone - let's look.
 Poor old BOOOAL, wasn't long for this world after all.
 A casting mould - and I know just the forge for you.
 Fancy mould. Must be forge this belongs to.
 Last time I played nice - this time, I'm gonna hurt you.
 I recognise her. Poor thing. Wonder what happened to that relic of hers.
 I know her. Shadowheart. Wonder what happened.
 Man. I could go for a nap too.
 Booze knocked 'em out. For now.
 O sing a song of Elturel, when foes are at her door.
 Someone eviscerated these gobs. Had to be the druid, right? And now he'll be on his way back to the grove.
 Halsin sure made a mess on his way out. Good for him.
 Someone made a mess on their way out of here. One of the adventurers?
 Slaughtered. Unlucky guards in charge of someone dangerous.
 Someone got out of here. Maybe hightailed it back to the druid's grove.
 That was no bear. Damn. Maybe he can still tell us who he was.
 Sorry, Halsin. We tried. If you've got something to say, you'll have to say it from the great beyond now.
 I know these symbols. Selûnite moons and stars, just like the dwarf's poem. Beautiful.
 I know these symbols. Selûnite moons and stars, just like the dwarf's poem. And they can be rotated! I'm on to something here.
 What am I looking at here?
 Rotating plates. Symbols. Right, clear as mud.
 Wall's wrecked. A good punch would probably finish it.
 Old statue. Don't recognise the mug.
 Jergal, Scribe of the Dead. Must be one ancient chapel.
 No one's prayed here in an aeon.
 Any old bones in here?
 Old undisturbed crypt. Nice.
 Ouch! My fing!
 OW! Goddamn!
 Dammit, it's even worse now.
 Thing's an illusion! We could get through here.
 Ahh. Nice and warm. I kinda miss that, honestly.
 Ugh. The aftertaste from the first bite was still lingering...
 Ster'ca! Tastes like congealed Styx-water.
 The cage is going to drop. We've got to help her!
 Phew. Hope she didn't see anything about the Incident.
 Yuck.
 Come on out, Ethel. Jig's up.
 Try it hag! See what happens in this fucking head!
 There it is. The truth.
 Huh. What's that?
 I get why you did it. But I'm not totally sure it was right. He was our leech.
 I guess it was safer in the long run... but still. Our leech.
 Well done, soldier. Solidarity keeps the troop together.
 I'm sure our little leech will return the favour. Right?
 She's gone. And she left the stench of the Hellls behind her.
 Her magic reeks like an infernal latrine.
 I hate hide and seek. All right that's not true. But I don't like this vanishing act.
 Hey now, hang on to that thing. We might need it.
 Grab that tadpole!
 Another disc. Lae'zel will be all over this.
 Lae will definitely want to see this.
 Must be another part of the story of the gith prince - Lae'zel will want to see this.
 Huh. Looks gith-y. Lae'zel might know the ins and outs.
 Another story about a gith royal, maybe?
 A shapeshifter. Beautiful, but terrifying.
 Poor old boat. Must have a leak or something.
 Whose boat?
 Ol' Karlach's got the matter sussed - as usual.
 Hey. Bye.
 Sorry, I've already got a best friend.
 Sorry, I don't have any change.
 I'll have to admire you from afar.
 Whoa, what the hells?
 Here, fella. It's all right.
 Used to be magic in this mirror. Something... dark. Shattered, now.
 Pity. Wanted to check my hair.
 How very devilish.
 No more getting knocked down. That ring's the key.
 Dammit! Thought I had it.
 Whoa, what was that?
 Gotta be a way around that ring, right? The centre's so close...
 Oh shit! Cloaker!
 That book had it right. I just need to remember where the platforms are and get across.
 This is breaking my brain. I need a hint.
 That thing looks mobile. Maybe it can bring us somewhere.
 Oh, that's sad. Wonder who it's of.
 Ketheric Thorm in mourning for his daughter. Tsk, that's very sad.
 Ketheric Thorm and his Dark Justiciars. Now there's a fall from grace for the history books.
 Fierce-looking elf with an army of Sharrans. Wouldn't like to get caught in the middle.
 Cold, check. Looming dread, check. Brace yourselves.
 Oh goody. A pissed off immortal.
 That was a mistake. Damn.
 Hope that wasn't a huge mistake.
 Hope I haven't hitched my wagon to the wrong fuckin' horse.
 What an awful place to be trapped.
 Gods... she's incredible.
 Can't wait to see her cleave Ketheric's head in two.
 That couldn't have been Shar, could it?!
 Wonder what a big bruiser like that was doing out of the Hells.
 Not in the business of doing devils favours, but I suppose Raphael will be glad.
 Moonrise Towers, once upon a time.
 Bright tower. Pretty.
 We need those gems. Of course.
 Is that Shar? The Shar?
 Shadowheart? You all right?
 Disarmed traps. My lucky day. Unless something terrifying already tripped them.
 Gogeous place, in a terrifying way.
 Looks Sharran. Beautiful but terrifying.
 I've got to fight myself. The only person who can take me down.
 I don't understand. What am I meant to do?
 Don't like the sound of that. I thought we were finding the Nightsong, not something bloody.
 The blood of Selûne? I really don't want to sacrifice anything, for the love of all.
 Shouldn't all these bones be tucked away neatly in their tombs?
 Old corpses - very old.
 These must be Ketheric's Dark Justiciars. Or what's left of them.
 I've just got to... what do I need to do again?
 I need to reach the room behind the locked door without getting blown to bits or spotted or... whatever else this place has in store.
 Ambush - and a devil. I can feel it.
 Ha-cha-cha, I bet that gem fits on the altar from before.
 Pretty rock. What's it for?
 'Nother pretty rock. I'm sensing a pattern.
 I'll be needing that gem, thank you.
 What. The. Fuck.
 Those damn shadows. We're going to have to fight our way out of this one.
 They're already gone - don't hesitate!
 Ngh! Bloody rocks.
 Whatever Marcus hid under here, he hid it well.
 Marcus did this. Sick bastard.
 Someone caved this Flaming Fist's face in. Grim.
 Darkmaw the Wicked! Legendary king of the forest.
 Legend has it his kingdom ran from the Wood of Sharp Teeth to Cloak Wood. How'd he end up here?
 I'm watching you, buddy.
 Let's leave that horror show behind.
 Oh gods - my stomach's in bits.
 Grave's a mess. Rogue animals, maybe.
 Luck you.
 Me too. So cold.
 I... I won't last much longer.
 Speak for yourself. I feel awful.
 I'm running out of steam here. I need to get out of these shadows, or find some light.
 We need something to get rid of these shadows.
 I swear, these shadows are eating my soul. We need light...
 Light's a good idea. Might protect us against this darkness.
 I think I'm 'most'.
 This isn't right. I feel like absolute shit in this darkness.
 I feel... cold. Miserable. What kind of dark is this?
 Don't know how much longer I'll last in this darkness.
 I swear, these shadows are eating my soul.
 Even the ground's been ground away. How?
 What happened to this poor beast?
 This thing put up a fight. But who'd kill an ox out here unless...
 Gored by an ox, I think. Tsk, was this one of the refugees from the druid's grove?
 Oh no. Was this one of the refugees from the druid's grove?
 This must be how Moonlanterns were made.
 Gale will want to take a look at this.
 Ellie May's ring. Thanks, lady.
 Ellie May - wasn't that name on one of the tombstones I read?
 Rest in peace, my friends. I hope a better life awaits you.
 There was a struggle here. These people didn't want to go - wherever they were taken.
 Crap - torches aren't any good here.
 How are we supposed to see if torches won't work here?
 This darkness bites back. Will have to make do without a torch.
 Darkness stronger than fire. Don't like that.
 A little cursed for my taste.
 Thing's been consumed by the shadows. Poor fella.
 All right, kid, where the hell did you go?
 There you are! Got you!
 These are the flowers Halsin mentioned, right?
 Flowers. How? I thought the shadows ate everything alive.
 Someone was researching the shadows. Good advice in here.
 The shadows are spreading? Well, shit.
 'Rascal.' 'Jagoda.' Dried blood all over these things. That's awful.
 Bloody collars. Is that what happened to those pets? I'm gonna cry!
 Look at all those campfires. The Absolute's army? Better steer clear.
 Look at all those campfires. Practically an army. Better steer clear.
 Oh no. This is Arabella's mother.
 Ah. May you rest in peace.
 Damn. That's Arabella's father.
 Missing - 'Zola'. 'Rascal'. Why do those names sounds familiar? Tsk, the blood-stained collars.
 MissingRascal - brown puppy. Jagoda - black and white cat. Zola...' Why so many missing pets?
 The Absolute's army trampled through here. We can't let them get to Baldur's Gate.
 An army's stampeded through here. A big army.
 I knew we should've been a little more... I don't know, demure.
 I guess trying to sneak pack the Absolute's army wasn't my best idea.
 Haha! What's this feeling? I'm so... so happy.
 Oh. Right. Not happy, just psionicked.
 Gods, it's like a charnel house. All these people.
 I think it's siphoning life from whoever's unfortunate enough to be attached to this thing.
 Looks like it drains power from a host. Nasty.
 Won't work. How do we get it running?
 The Apostle of Myrkul - hadn't expected that. Or Gortash.
 Hmm. Tastes like dwarf.
 Look at this. How long has it been sitting under the tower? And how deep does it go?
 That doesn't look good.
 It's a necromantic ritual. Drains the life out of people and leaves them as mindless undead.
 Funny. I can read this mind flayer script. Thanks, I guess, tadpole?
 Don't know what's being said... but I think I can read this. Almost.
 The Absolute may be gone, but the shadows aren't. We'll still need to tread carefully.
 Cursegone. Hell yes.
 A pity we couldn't clear this curse. I bet this place was beautiful, once.
 Stuck.
 Won't budge. Maybe there's another way to open it.
 Still won't move.
 Think of mum and dad dancing in the kitchen.
 Man, I'm wrecked. Must've slept with a pebble under my neck.
 No! Gods!
 They've got him. They're taking Astarion back to Cazador.
 But he won't have him for long. Come morning, those vamps are mine.
 Not for long. Come morning, we'll get him back.
 I can see! Nice.
 My dogs are barking. Can we rest?
 *Yawn!*
 Time to take a load off, isn't it?
 I am ready to rest my weary head.
 Too bad this one wasn't wrecked in the crash.
 There's one of these things in my brain right now. Blech.
 Weird and neat.
 First green thing I've seen in a while.
 Nothing but char.
 Oof. That's bad luck.
 Crispy. Pity.
 Huh. Brains.
 Tasty brains, if you're a mind flayer.
 Imps. Nasty little shits.
 So many pods.
 Funny thing.
 Hm.
 Interesting.
 Let this be the last time I set eyes on this fucking hole.
 I might not be the only non-mind-flayer on this thing.
 Someone was inside here not long ago.
 So many empty pods...
 Wonder who was trapped in here. And where they went.
 What's a mind for?
 Another.
 Pickled brain, anyone?
 What's with all the tanks?
 Huh.
 What's this thing?
 Yet one more.
 Hm. Don't like the look of these levers.
 No thanks.
 Brine. Like the stuff those parasites were swimming in.
 There were people in here. Hope everyone's all right.
 Highly detailed. Nasty.
 Grooves on the floor. Can these babies move?
 These are the statues of Lathander from the book. Shouldn't they move, then?
 Talking statues. I don't like the sound of that.
 A Magic Mouth spell. That voice belonged to someone long dead now.
 Brace yourself, the walls are falling down!
 Let's move!
 We need to move - NOW!
 Hello, a little help here?
 Don't worry, soldier - I'm on it.
 I'll get them out - you look for a way out!
 Better get out of here quick.
 Shit, this isn't good. I need to get out!
 Look at that beauty. Ah, I love it here.
 Nice door, hidden all the way down here.
 Hey, this looks like that key I found.
 Odd shape. Haven't I seen this before?
 Someone spent a lot of time carving this.
 Mm-mm. I don't like the sound of that.
 A Magic Mouth spell? Well, lay it on me then.
 Must've been out of use for a long old time.
 Argh! Stuck. Bloody old thing.
 Another mimic! Aw, look at all those teeth.
 A mimic! Aww, baby!
 Hey now! What's that all about?
 Easy does it, soldier.
 C'mon now, knock that off.
 I feel... I feel empty. Something's gone away from me.
 I can feel it. My oath is broken. Again.
 Wouldn't mind knowing what else is out there.
 No thanks, I'm happy where I'm at.
 Makes me dizzy. Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.
 That's a big mama.
 This one's not yet grown. Aw, poor thing.