I got my mind blown in Baldur’s Gate 3—and hate how much I loved it

It’s nighttime. The party just finished a long day of blowing up a fireworks shop in the Lower City, and those not incinerated outright are certainly down an eyebrow or two. As I return to camp for a long rest, I think the adventuring day can’t get any stranger.

I’m wrong. I’m so wrong.

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