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BASICS

Full name: Tav´ana Dekarios née Coborel

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Background: Acolyte

Class: Sorcerer-Bard-Cleric

OTHER

Birthplace: Rhymanthiin

Profession: Dark Lady [Priestess of Eilistraee] (Spends much of her time teaching followers of Eilistraee magic, fighting, and faith-related rituals, while also teaching younger ones how to read and write. Responsible for leading rituals in Waterdeep.

Guilty pleasures: Taking long baths and indulging on dessert

Hobbies: Dancing naked (which is basically part of her faith), baking, painting, fashion design.

MORALS

Alignment: Neutral Good

Sins: Pride & Lust

Virtues: Justice, Prudence and Courage.

THIS OR THAT

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable (In the sense of being inclined to debate)

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible (although she mostly ends up as leader)

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Gale/Tav´ana [Gavana/Tale? ^^]

Acceptable Ships: None.

OT3: None

Brotp: Tav´ana and Shadowheart

Notp: Tav´ana/Astarion.

Tav´ana read him like a book and saw his brokenness, but did not take kindly to his manipulation attempts and ostentatious nature. When he started flirting with her, she turned cold.

BACKSTORY

Tav´ana was born to a Drow mother and a half-drow father.

Her mother used to be a Priestess of Lolth before falling in love with her father during a raid. (He saved her life) She turned to Eilistraee for a while, before succumbing to her old habits and returning to Lolth. Lying to Lolth, stating she had spied on Eilistraee´s fellowship, she gave away information securing her position in Menzoberranzan. Tav´ana survived an attack on her life lead by her mother, before being taken by Ilithid.

Tav´ana´s father has started resenting his daughter, due to her physical likeness to her mother and their shared straight-forwardness. Feeling inferior to her - just like he did to her mother - he mistreated her, leading to her deepening devotion to Eilistraee.

Eventually she became a Dark Lady (Priestess of Eilistraee) taking care of devotee´s and ensuring the spread of beauty and freedom.

Her brother looks down upon her devotion, not understanding how she can call her devotion freedom. Knowing that he could end up on The Wall of Faithless upon his death, should he not change his disposition, she tries to bring him to faith. (Succeeding after the destruction of the Absolute.)

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pipstr · 2 months

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gale barely alive due to his sexy husband

reblogs appreciated very much

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bearsandswears · 15 days

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Have had the scribble version of this since at least September but drawing Astarion’s hair is haaaard

Gale’s regular hair is tricky for me too but the wizardly updo mod is 🤌

#bg3 comic #bg3 gale #gale x tav #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 astarion #gale x oc #bg3 fanart #bg3 tav #oc: asena #bg3 my tav #Ignore the shifting style sometimes it’s more about each individual image okey #combining run 1 and 3 looks here (yes I’ve played Asena multiple times)#drawing is hard when you don’t practice kids

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lynnlovesthestars · 23 days

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Could I request headcanons for Harleep, Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Halsin, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor with kind and patient gn s/o? This is quite self-indulgent of me because I have been told I'm too nice & so patient so I'm curious how they would react XD

first of all sorry for being so late, but my small brain has to process things multiple times to make sense, so i wrote this like... 5 times? So it takes me a while, but i hope that waiting was worth it.

Also i saw you sent a second ask to see if i recieved this one, so ill put dammon and rolan there cause this is starting to get a bit long:3<3 thank you so much for your patience!:3

Taglist: @sessils @spacebarbarianweird

Headcanon: BG3 men with kind and patient s/o. (pt. 1)

Zevlor:

Zevlor is emotionally a wreck already, he considers kindness a virtue and it definitely makes him swoon when he notices you put extra care in making sure he's treated with kindness. At the end of the day, he basically got bullied on all fronts when all he really wants is to prove himself worthy of the title he carried for so long.

Zevlor has a short temper too, and he appreciates so much your effort and patience in dealing with his outbursts, whether they are of rage- not towards you of course- or of sadness, you offer always a shoulder for him and he cherishes it so much.

He is lowkey jealous when he notices that your kindness is not mostly exclusive to him, he has learned that people can abuse one's patience and care, and 1. he doesn't want you to get hurt, 2. he wishes your kindness was maybe reserved to him. Call him selfish, but after being deprived of it for so long, he is hesitant to let go of it.

Astarion:

Initially he would be very wary, in his experience being nice always lead to him getting hurt, so why would he trust someone who's default reply is kindness? At the end of the day the last time someone was '''''kind''''' to him, he was turned in a vampire spawn, so he takes it extra slow, he has just regained control over himself, he won't blindly accept kindness. He's lowkey afraid you are just part of a bigger scheme that will bite him in the ass and leave him shackled and caged again.

Once he gets accustomed to your kindness and finally accepts it, he revels in the kindness you offer and your patience, especially the smallest gestures like opening a door for him. He will literally melt for it, he's already smitten, your kindness leaves him like mush in your hands.

Nevetheless every good side, comes with a negative one. He is dead afraid your kindness will bring you to get hurt. He often reminds you to be weary and keep all your kindness for people you trust (HIM), rather than going around and helping every lost soul that asks for help. He will fight you on this a few times- especially if you do get hurt or it is obvious you are about to- he will not bite his tongue and keep it for himself, and that's one of the moments when he's glad you are patient.

You understand where it comes from and you try your best to find a solution that would make both happy. Your patience of course doesn't stop there, he knows he's an handful: he carries an heavy trauma baggage and he has a feisty personality, yet you always show him you don't mind, that you are there for him and that he can take all the time of the universe to sort his problems out.

Wyll:

Wyll would find it so endearing, how you are ready to go to someone's aid, you stop on your tracks to support someone in need, and he would love seeing you being kind to everyone. It's probably one of the reasons why he falls in love with you. Unlike Astarion he encourages you to be kind to everyone, cause he considers it a virtue, he incourages you to be the best version of yourself, and he reminds you that if you do get hurt, he will be there to pick up the pieces.

As far as patience goes, he's grateful to the moon and back, he knows he is an handful, especially if he doesn't break his pact with Mizora and has to leave more times than ever. He makes sure once he's back though that he makes up for lost time, whether it is with gifts or by taking care of you.

Haarlep:

Harleep is so used to Raphael that honestly he's taken aback at first, living in the hells means that kindness is hard to come by and around Raphael? It's either a trick or a miracle, so he brushes it off, not repelled like Astarion would, but definitely not eager like Wyll either.. he would be probably the one that takes it as it is, just.. that. But when he gets used to it? He becomes unsufferable. So unsufferable that he goes around demanding Raphael to be treated with kindness and patience! He purrs whenever you are nice even the smallest, thanking you and praising you like a goddess. He even tries to be nice himself- to you only- and despite it has to be and effort, since he has never been exposed to much kindness, he does become a little more mindful, even asking before taking your form or just with small acts of services.

One time Rapahel makes sure to send a message to you through him. "Tav, Raphael asked you stop being nice to me, cause if i demand it from him as well, he's going to turn me into fertilizer", message delivered with a pout that begs exactly the opposite.

Harleep is another that is deeply afraid of your kindness. Let's be real, you can defend yourself as much as you want, but people tend to use people and your kindness is one of those characteristics evil people would pry on- he knows well since its literally part of what he does, and a facet of what Raphael does as well. He probably scolds you a lot for this reason, he does it in a sweet way- don't get me wrong- he sugarcoats the shit out of it, but he will let you know when you are about to get in peril or you are too careless with your kindness.

Gale:

Gale is touched by your kindness, already from the first days after meeting him.

You had helped him out of his blotched portal, you fed him artifacts, you didn't question his secrets or push him to reveal anything, and he doesn't give that for granted. Once he's closer to you, and he learns that you are unconditionally kind to everyone, he's scared.

He starts warning you to be a little less nice, to use your judgement before you blindly trust a stranger, but he doesn't push it past a warning. As much as he wants to protect you, he doesn't want to take away your chance to grow from your errors.

In matter of your patience he's so grateful, he spends days thanking you when he's still afflicted with the orb condition, he cooks as a form of apology or thanks depending what he did, he gets baths started for you, he's treating you as a queen/ king. He alread would do it, but with you? He's even more protective, he almost feels like he has to match your kindness and patience with as much attentions he can muster.

Halsin:

Halsin is a fair man you think he wishes everyone was kind, but he actually wants you to be fair, he wants you to be mindful of who you give kindness to, he wants you to be a reasonable judge rather than unconditionally nice cause it is the way of the nature as well. Nature is not only nurturing and lush, it's also the poisonous vipers and herbs.

Does he appreciate when you are kind? Absolutely, he thinks it's the best gift Silvanus has ever bestowed him, but it doesn't take away the fact that he wants you to be treated kindly as well, so the moment someone crosses the line and starts abusing your kindness or becomes rude, he's definitely stepping in to s h a m e the other person. "You are lucky you have met Tav, cause they are kind, but nature wouldn't be so understanding and patient" He says it with a rage you rarely see in his eyes.

He will do his best to remind you to surely practice kindness but also to be mindful who you help and who you are kind to, cause there's always rotten that can harm you, and lowkey if you get hurt he will invite you to take back what you gave.

Despite this Halsin considers kindness the bare minimum a person should be, and what stops him from encouraging you to be kinder, its just the knowledge that you might get hurt.

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kaledya · 7 months

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BG3 fanart the song: (The Moon Will Sing-The Crane Wives)

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senualothbrok · 2 months

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Mortal pleasures

Summary: Gale has shown you how gods bond in the astral. Now, you show him how good mortal pleasures can be.

Word count: 2.1k

AO3 link

Disclaimers: NSFW. 18+. Smut. Gale x female Tav/reader.

More disclaimers: Oral sex (blow job). Vaginal fingering.

A/N: This fic is long overdue, because I am a Gale-deserves-a-blow-job truther. Dedicated to @practicallydeadinside-blog who I love more than words can describe!

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“And that’s how I got this baby.” Karlach smacks the scar on her right thigh with a grin.

You nod absently. You can barely make out the jests that roar around your companions, their faces illuminated only by the campfire you huddle around on this spring night. Your focus is on him alone.

Gale’s gaze is sharp and hot, his lips curled in a sideways smile. He tilts his head ever so slightly. You do not move your eyes from him. It does not escape you, the dart of his tongue through the briefest parting of his mouth. You bite your lip.

Astarion coughs, slapping his knees as he rises. “And with that revolting tale, I think it’s time for us all to clear off.”

“What?” Karlach whines. “Already? Boooo…”

“Take a hint, darling,” Astarion drawls. “I’ve had enough of whatever this is.” He makes a gesture of distaste towards you and Gale.

You flush. Astarion chortles.

“Enjoy the magic, but please keep it down. We know how…verbose…the two of you can be.”

You shrink at the winks, grumbles and jostling of the rest of your companions as they file away to their respective tents. It was wishful thinking to hope they were not aware of your time with Gale the night before, when your souls bonded in the astral. To think that they could not see how both of you had been transformed by the experience.

There is a chill in the air, but your core flames. There is no embarrassment in Gale’s eyes. Only the raw heat of desire.

“Alone at last,” he breathes.

Tonight, he is unusually quiet. He lets his actions speak. You barely make it to his tent. He wraps his arms around you from behind, unlacing the straps of your bodice with uncanny speed. Your struggle for breath as his deft fingers clutch at your breasts, your shoulders, your hips. You have been waiting all day for this moment. To be with him, to have him all to yourself. To give yourself to him again.

You grind backwards against his thrumming body, aching for more of his touch. He clasps your chin to angle your neck back, as if he is starving to see your face. Your tongues glide against each other, frantic with hunger, a frenzy of moans. He tastes sweet and strong, like aged wine, and you cannot get enough. You can never have enough of him.

“I didn’t lie,” you whisper when you break apart to breathe. “You’re a good kisser.”

He smiles against your lips before he plunges back in, lapping eagerly at your wet warmth. You are drunk from his musk, the sourness of sweat, the smoothness of sandalwood. You are not careful as you whip open his robe, shoving his sleeves down his arms, pushing them desperately down. You need to see him. You need to feel and smell and taste every inch of his quivering flesh.

He lets out a little laugh, surprised, not displeased. Then, with one swift motion, he wrenches your breeches off your quaking legs. You gasp at the force of it, the smouldering in his eyes. His fingers dive behind your panties, already damp with desire. He almost rips them off.

“I want to show you more,” he pants. “Everything you could possibly imagine. Let me show you.”

A crackle of blue thread sizzles between his fingers. A spasm of bliss tears through you like lightning, sending you gasping for breath. You burn for more of it. But you steel yourself.

Since your night together, you have not been able to get the idea out of your mind. You have been ravenous for it. And now is your chance.

You pull back.

“No.”

Gale falters, the blue light of his magic fading into the purple of his glowing chest. You press against him again, licking at his bottom lip, gently sucking it into your mouth. He buckles against you.

“No?”

You smile, teasing but resolute.

“Yesterday, you showed me how to bond the way gods do.”

Your hand trails down his abdomen, following the hairs that meander from his navel to his groin. His breath hitches. He hangs on your every word, your every move. You are not a wizard or a sorcerer, but he is under your spell.

“Today, I want to show you how good mortal pleasures can be.”

His eyes flash. Before he can object, you push him downwards and back, so that he is reclined on his bed roll. Uncertainty blinks across his features as you pull his briefs down to expose the thrust of his cock. You clench your thighs as a string of moisture trickles from your folds.

He stares at you on your knees by his side. You lean forward, taking hold of his shaft, so thick and long in your small hands. Dark pink and purpling, veins drifting down to a wiry nest framed by the muscles of his lean thighs. You wet your lips. His cock pulses in your fingers, a bead spilling from its tip as he exhales sharply.

“Gods,” he heaves.

You bend over. You are acutely aware of the way his body is suspended in the anticipation of pleasure. You can feel it vibrate, chasing after your touch. The tent is awash in his purple flame. You flare with yearning as you flick your tongue into his slit, gathering this first trace of his salty sweetness. He arches his back and groans.

“Has anyone ever done this to you?”

Your tongue traces a slow, winding stripe down the underside of his cock. He trembles. You look up at him, mouth open, eyes wide and expectant.

He swallows. “A long time ago. Once, when I was very young. It was…quick. Clumsy. Messy.”

You suspected this might be the case. There was no way Mystra would have ever lowered herself to give Gale such a human gift, and you cannot imagine Gale asking any lover for such raw, unbridled ecstasy. It makes you even more desperate. You want nothing more than to give this to him now.

“We’ll rectify that.”

You drag your tongue in a smooth circle at the base of his cock. He stifles a whine as his hips roll closer to your mouth. Gale’s longing is so palpable that it throbs wet and hot within you. But when you look up, he is frowning. He reaches towards you.

“My love,” he huffs. “You really don’t need to-”

You anticipated this. Gale prides himself on giving, not receiving. He never asks, for fear of being turned away. He cannot fathom that anyone would get on their knees to show him their adoration. That anyone would ache to give him this most mortal of pleasures.

“I want to, Gale.”

You take his straying hand and run your mouth over his palm. His eyelids flutter as your tongue flickers softly over the pads of his fingers.

“I want to taste you. I want to show you how good this feels. Please let me show you.”

It is not completely selfless. You have been dreaming of doing this to Gale since you shared a moment in the Weave. You enjoy this act much more than he knows. He will find out just how much you enjoy it.

He grasps for a response and fails. For an instant, you savour the sight of Gale rendered speechless by your designs. Then you resume your position, your face tilted upwards beside his growing hardness. You can see him unravelling at the sight of it resting against your cheek, hovering beside the shining plumpness of your lips. His brown eyes are almost black, dilated in a stupor of need.

“Or does this not feel good?”

He lets out a guttural moan as you slide his cock into your mouth. Your lips tighten around his girth as you roll your tongue around its head. You pump forward and backwards, once, twice, three times. With each stroke, waves of molten heat blaze through your centre, your clit swelling against your folds as you rock. Moisture trails down your chin as you draw back and look up at him.

“Do you like that?”

The sound that escapes his lips is a muffled plea. His face is flushed, helpless, urgent.

You grin. His back bows as you take him back inside you. You take your time, drawing out his pressure points, feeling for the rhythm of his pleasure. The slick sounds of you lapping and sucking at his cock fill the tent as you drive his length deeper and faster into you. Something about these wet, gulping noises makes you suddenly, overwhelmingly voracious.

“By the gods…”

You cannot decipher all the words that start tumbling from Gale now. You glide hungrily down to the hilt of his cock, thrusting it against the back of your mouth. Small bursts of his pleasure trickle down your throat like nectar as he shifts and sighs. Every blast of his yearning pools like lava in your belly. You whimper into his shaft, your hips grinding down into the bedroll, searching frantically for release.

As the storm surges within you, you realise that his groans are growing louder and closer together. You can feel him hardening, stretching your jaw with each tremor of your arousal. He fills you up so completely, there is almost no space for breath. You are famished, gorging yourself on him.

You are abruptly aware of urgent fingers pressing between your thighs, demanding entrance. You sit up, turning to face him.

“Allow me,” he rasps.

You shake your head, trying to push his hand away. He does not budge.

“Please. Can you not tell what your pleasure does to me?” His gaze is ravenous. “Let me. Please.”

It was not your intention to allow it. You were to give and not receive. But you are powerless to resist as his fingers nestle into your gleaming folds. When he finds your throbbing clit, you crumple against him. His groin rises to meet you, his cock twitching at your undoing. You suck him back into your mouth with a needy cry.

You do not need a tadpole to know each other’s feelings now. You can taste the hardness of his desire, as he can feel the wetness of yours.

You shudder against each other as the world becomes a chaos of purple spasms. All you know is the whirling of your tongue around the head of his cock as he traces frenzied circles around the centre of your fire. A hot stream of slick melts between your thighs as he bucks against you. You can no longer distinguish between his moans and yours.

As his fingers flutter in their maddening dance, your mouth quickens to match his speed. You are aware of his muscles tightening as you grind against his hand, rubbing at every coiled nerve until it is ready to snap. Your whines are muffled vibrations against his skin. He lurches and keens as you lap and slide up and down his shaft with increasing fury, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Then the ache within you explodes.

The world shatters into blinding shockwaves of white heat. It is all you can do to keep your mouth wrapped tightly around his swelling cock, your only anchor as you drown in the searing surges of your pleasure. As you writhe through the aftershocks, you feel a convulsion down his chest, snapping through his hips, jolting at the back of your throat.

He shouts out a strangled sound, his toes curling, his free hand clinging to the side of the bedroll. You quiver as the taste of Gale fills your mouth. You swallow each rush of his delight as he rides out the peak of his climax, his features twisting in the beautiful anguish of release.

You remain in that position as your breathing returns to normal. Slowly, your vision clears. His cock is still half hard and glistening as you part from it. You brush away drops of his spend from your lips and chin as you sit up, steadying yourself.

He looks up at you from where he lies panting, his tousled waves a tumble around his head. His face is radiant with passion. His chiselled abdomen heaves with the exhaustion of bliss. The mark on his chest glows a muted violet.

“That was…”

He has no words for the experience. His gaze is bright with awe, gratitude, adoration. Swollen with love. It glints with desire, still pure and unquenched.

You beam. “That’s how mortals do it.”

He pulls you into his arms with a throaty laugh.

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skelvron-keiman · 2 months

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*jazz music stops*

When the team realize Gale and Athalia (my Tav) are a couple now.

Gale is not joking anymore

she's more vanilla than him, forgive her

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lavendarr00 · 2 months

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Larian please release a patch that lets me marry him irl

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bloodlust-1 · 3 months

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ꨄ Meeting Mother ꨄ

Gale x fem Tav — Fluff

Summary: It’s time to meet mother Morena! Gale is super nervous. Just like himself, Morena couldn’t possibly keep her comments and questions to herself! Give me all that fluff and embarrassing comments ;p

Notes: Let’s meet our Wizard boyfriends mama. She definitely doesn’t hold back what’s on her mind..I LOVE THISSSS and it’s been on my hc for so long now.

"This blasted piles of books!" Gale rushed around his tower, tidying up the mess of books and scrolls that littered the floor. "I can't believe my mother's coming today!" his voice was frantic and shaky. "I'm sure she heard lots about you, dear."

Tav giggled at his nervousness, maybe even her own nervousness as well. "Everything will be alright...you're definitely overthinking it again, Gale," Tav crossed her arms, popping out her hips with a playful smile. "Besides, I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you since magic."

Gale stopped in his tracks and turned to her, a smile spreading across his face. "You're a devil, my love."

Gale wrapped his arms around Tav's shoulders, tugging her into a small hug. "You really think so?" Gale's voice went soft again. All he wanted to do was make a good impression. Of himself that is, Tav was already perfect in his eyes.

"Of course, I do," Tav snaked her hands up his back and squeezed him. "Now come on, let's get you cleaned up before she gets here."

Gale nodded and followed Tav to the bathroom. He splashed some water on his face and combed his hair, then they headed back to the living room. Tav sat down on the couch and Gale paced back and forth nervously.

"She's going to be here soon" he said. "I don't know what to do."

"Just relax, love," She stroked small circles on his back. "Your mother loves you."

Gale took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He reached out for Tav’s hand and held it tightly. And there it was, those sad puppy eyes whenever he got upset.

"You doing it again." Tav cupped the side of his cheek.

His eyes trailed up to Tav's, "Hmm?"

"That sad puppy face - you're making those eyes again." Tav chuckled softly and traced her thumb against his cheekbone.

Gale looked down at her, his brown eyes meeting her own. He could feel the warmth of Tav's skin through his stubble, and Gale leaned in, brushing his lips against hers.

“Gale?” Tav’s voice was soft and breathy between their lips.

It was soft and warm at first, but then it became intense. Gale chased Tav’s lips when she tried to pull away, and he leaned over her, pushing her back against the couch. The kiss became rough and Tav hooked her arms around his neck, pulling him closer into the depth of the kiss.

Tav teasingly bit Gale’s lower lip and pulled it back with a playful glint in her eyes.

“You are always the sweetest taste on my tongue." He teased.

“Mmm, I love it when you talk to me like that,” Tav hummed with a smirk. “Say more - please."

Gale laughed and kissed her again. This time, the kiss was slow and sweet. They savored each other’s lips and tongues, and Tav felt her heart racing against his chest.

His hands found all the sweet spots of Tav's curves, squeezing the pudge of her hips. Between the kisses he whispered between each syllable, “I love you.”

Their tongues danced and caressed each other, and when Gale finally pulled away with a sharp breath, a lace of spit stringed from their lips.

KNOCK

Eye's widened with a gasp. Their bodies jumped out of their skin and they both peeled off each other.

Gale jumped up and hurried to the door. He opened it to see his mother, Morena, standing there. She was wearing a long, flowing dress and a warm smile on her face.

"Gale!" she clasped her hands, her eyes lighting up. "It's so good to see you, my son."

Gale stepped aside and let her in. She hugged him tightly, grabbing his face and squishing it between her hands as she giggled. "My, my, you're so handsome! Have you been taking care of yourself lately?"

Before Gale could utter a word as he squirmed under her hold, Morena had already turned towards Tav.

"And who is this lovely young woman?" she asked.

"Wait..." She studied Tav's face for only a moment longer, "You must be Tav. Oh, my dear, I've heard so much about you."

Gale quickly walked to Tav's side, hooking his arm around her waist and pulling her against his hip, "Mother, This is the hero of Faerun," Gale's smile grew on his face, and a slight blush burned his cheeks, "And also...my lover."

Morena's eyebrows raised and her mouth softly gapped. She smiled in return while extending her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Tav," she said. "I've waited for my son to share his home with someone."

Tav took her hand and smiled back. "It's nice to meet you too, Morena," she said. "Gale has told me a lot about you."

They talked for a while longer, getting to know each other. Morena seemed to like Tav very much, and Gale was relieved. He knew that she would be happy for him.

"You should try some of the tea Tav brought back from Baldur's Gate, Mother. I'm going to grab some if you'll excuse me." Gale left the room and left Tav and his mother alone in private.

They both sat at a small table, and Morena seemingly stared Tav up and down. Her thoughts were unknown but the look in her eyes was so telling, "You are quite the beauty."

Tav felt a hotness in her neck that crept onto her face, "You're being too nice...This face has suffered many scars in these past months." Tav chuckled to herself and scratched her head shyly.

"That's no problem, I see beyond that, And seemingly so does my son." Morena leaned her chin onto the base of her fingers and tilted her head, admiring the tidiness of Gale's tower.

"So tell me, how's Waterdeep been treating you?"

Tav's eyes light up. This was her new home and well - she loved it. Especially with Gale, "Dare I say I like it better than Baldur's Gate?" Tav smirked and rolled her eyes playfully.

Gale came back into the room with a tray of three teacups, settling each cup down in front of the woman before joining them.

Morena's hummed in approval from the tea and they conversated for a while longer before she fell silent. From her POV, she'd never seen Gale so happy in his own home. It tugged at her heart strings and then the question left her lips,

"So, when are you two going to give me some grandchildren?"

Tav choked on her tea. She was completely caught off guard by the question. She had never really thought about having children before. Gale hastily patted Tav's back with a shocked expression as she caught her breath.

"I, um, I don't know," Tav stammered. "We've never really talked about it."

Morena smiled. "Well, you have plenty of time," she said. "But I'm just so excited to be a grandmother someday."

Tav wryly smiled back, but she still felt a little flustered. She didn't know how to respond to Morena's question.

"Mom," Gale firmly interjected, "Tav and I want to enjoy each other's company before we start thinking about kids."

Morena nodded with a crinkles on her eyes. "Of course, dear," she said. "I just wanted to know what your plans were."

Gale turned to Tav and gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," he whispered. "We'll talk about it when the time is right."

Tav smiled back at him. She was so grateful he came to her rescue. He knew exactly what she was feeling, and he was able to put her at ease.

"I've heard stories that you are a fearsome fighter." Morena quickly changed the subject and Tav sighed in relief.

"Ahh...Yes, I've held a blade for as long as I could remember." Tav's heart whelmed, reminiscing of her childhood.

Morena let out a laugh that had both of them confused, "Might I say! My Gale has a taste for strong woman in armor-“

“Mother!”

Oh, no, that didn't stop her, “He used to watch the woman march down the streets in their armor, face all flushed. How things never change.”

Tav's eye trailed to Gale, a smirk plastered on her face, "Oh, really?"

Gale dragged his finger tips down his face in a stressful sigh, "Please spare me the embarrassment, thank you."

Morena shook her head gently as they both giggled at his reddened face. Wow, who knew Gale had a type.

The rest of the day seemed to pass nicely in the hours Morena visted them. She grew to love Tav, not only for her heart but for making her son so happy. Especially after the whole situation with Mystra, which was absolutely a sensitive topic for Morena. It was best to leave it in the past.

After a while, Morena stood up and hugged Tav and Gale, "I should probably get going. It's been lovely spending time with you two."

Gale and Tav walked her to the door. Morena turned to her son and gave him a hug.

"I'm so proud of you, Gale," she said. "I'm glad you've found someone who makes you happy." She wrapped her hands again around her son.

Gale smiled and hugged her back. "I'm glad too,"

Morena turned to Tav and smiled. "And you, Tav," she said. "You're a wonderful girl. I'm so glad Gale has you in his life."

Tav blushed and smiled back. "Thank you, Morena," she said. "I'm glad to be in his life too."

Morena winked at Tav, "You're skin is glowing by the way."

Tav tilted her head, "What?"

"Nothing, lovely. Something is telling me I'll be seeing you again very soon."

Morena gave them one last hug and then walked out the door. Gale and Tav watched her go, then turned to each other and smiled.

"She's really nice," Tav said.

"I know," Gale pressed his lips against her forehead. "I'm so glad she approves of you."

Tav leaned in and met his lips with a chuckle. "I love you,"

Gale smiled and kissed her back. "I love you too.”

They stood there for a moment, holding each other close.

"What was your mom talking about, Gale?" Tav crinkled her eyebrows totally lost.

He shrugged with a wry smile, "I'm not sure, my love. She's just admiring you."

"Hmm..."

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