PS: Congratulations to Team Spirit on winning TI12. Yatoro was incredible, truly invincible. I also hope Somnus, fy, and Chalice will play for another year.
"Aah!!!"
The Temple of Ilmater, Rivington, Baldur's Gate.
Gorion suddenly opened his eyes in his bed in the infirmary.
Once again, he had dreamed of Baal and his bloodstained offspring. Once again, he had dreamed of the past he could not bear to revisit, and... Abdel Adrian.
His adopted son was also a source of nightmares, but when Gorion dreamed of Abdel, the old mage knew what was happening.
He opened his eyes, and sure enough, Imoen was slumped beside his bed. The girl was astonished to see him awake. "Mr. Gorion?! You're awake?"
"Ugh..." Gorion had barely begun to rise when a stabbing pain shot through his abdomen. The cursed wound inflicted by the mysterious armored man had yet to heal. The movement turned the old man's face white with pain, and he nearly fell straight to the floor.
"You mustn't, Mr. Gorion!" Imoen hurried to support him. "Your wound hasn't healed. Father Larr said you need to rest."
The old man panted heavily. "How are things? Where's Abdel?"
"There was a huge explosion in the city, and countless rats have overrun it. We're all right here, thanks to the temple's protection. Abdel, Jaheira, and Mr. Khalid are outside. Abdel keeps making a fuss about going out to fight the rats!" Imoen said.
After Gorion was rescued, Barrel had placed him in the Temple of Ilmater. The Sun Elf mage had entrusted Gorion's care to Father Larr, since he still had other things to do.
After adventuring together for some time, Abdel, Jaheira, Khalid, and Imoen's four-person party had earned a little renown. They had only just arrived in Baldur's Gate and prepared to