A/N: hello! This will be my first Baldurâs gate 3 writing and Iâm a huge Gortash simp so obviously I needed to write something for Gortash and dark urge.
summary: before the tadpoles you were Bhaalâs favorite child, you worshipped him the way he wished his sired children did. You offered him lords, ladies even champions. Yet Bhaal would feel you slip away from his grasps because of a certain tyrant proposing you an alliance.
Warnings: mentions of murder, blood, manipulation, mentions of pregnancy, angst.
The first time you killed someone you didnât have much memories about it, you remembered your dominant hand feeling sore and the warmth on your skin and the smell, most people would find it disgusting yet you found it.. comforting.
When you came back to your senses you felt the bile your stomach turn into knots, âmâladyâ you heard a voice behind you say and when you turned around you saw sceleritas for the first time. You desperately tried to explain to him it wasnât you who did it, but he laughed it off âof course it was you mâlady! Such fine work you did of them, father would be very proud of you.â
After that Sceleritas said he would lead you back home, to your real family every night you thought about that day. It wasnât until your father fueled the urge for you to kill that you would forget about the people you murdered, the more killings you did for your father the less you started to think about them your victims.
Worshippers at the temple praised you for your work even while you werenât the main speaker for your father yet, so many people named you the prophet who would set the world on fire for Bhaal. You didnât realize that your kin was envious of this, Orin thought all of your sacrifices to Bhaal was a disgrace. She deserved every bit of praises that the cultist would shower you in, sheâs the only one whoâs a pure blood of Bhaal not you.
Orin knew about the plan you had in mind, using the chosen of Bane and Myrkul to gain control of Baldurâs gate to sacrifice all the lives that the mind flyers would take control of. You were an embarrassment to father, no spawn of Bhaal ever needed an alliance with other gods. She desperately wanted to push her knife deep in your skull to show you a lesson, but she knew father wouldnât allow it. Father only has his eyes on you, heâs favorite child, his prophet.
The first time Orin accompanied you to moonrise towers, she saw the way the tyrantâs eyes never left you, she saw the way his eyes would scan over your figure a smirk resting on his lips when your eyes would meet his. Afterwards when you were meant to go home with her back to Baldurâs gate you would tell her you had something to do, she already knew you were spending time with that little lordling.
She tried getting information out of Ketheric, but he would always deny it. Why did they favor you so much?! You tried hiding the affection you had for Gortash, the first night you spent with him you promised yourself you wouldnât allow it to happen again. Yet when Gortash runs his thumb against your lower lip calling you his favorite assassin, you canât help but melt into his touch.
Gortash wasnât quiet about his admiration for you, even in front of Ketheric he would wrap his arm around your waist âwhat does my favorite assassin say hm?â
Ketheric either didnât care about the relationship you two developed or personally wasnât against it, he would just sigh rubbing his temple before explaining more about his plan.
After a month an unexpected event happened, you havenât had your period for a full moon cycle. You thought it was the stress from having to commit fear among the streets of Baldurâs gate until later a cleric confirmed it for you, âour lord will be delighted at this news mâladyâ no he wouldnât, he would lash against you for letting it happen, for letting the tyrant seduce you so easily.
Orin overheard what happened and thought father would finally see the truth that you were not deserving of his blessing, but instead he allowed it âwhile I did not command you to procreate, any offspring you produce will have my blood running in their veins I will make them of use in the future to comeâ Orin was livid at this, she showed her frustration to her own butler cutting and slicing him every time he would come back.
You told Gortash about the pregnancy, for the first time you were actually worried what he was going to say to you. Instead he pulls you in his arms pressing his forehead against yours, âIâm surprised your father didnât lash against you for thisâ he was worried for you, so every night he tried convincing you to stay with him. He knew Orin despised you, anytime he would get near you he would see the way her eyes glared daggers into you. It was only a matter of time before she would break away from her leash and kill you, and he was worried he wouldnât be there to protect you or his child.
As the months passed by Gortash saw that you struggled to put on your armorer as your belly started to show more, he suggested you wear something more comfortable but you scoffed and denied him each time âwhat kind of chosen do I look like if Iâm wearing something frail?â He rolled his eyes, hells if he thought you were stubborn before youâre even more stubborn now.
Yet nobody disrespected you even while you were carrying his babe, even Ketheric would assign guards to be with you âIâm not worried about you, this child could be a successor for all of us in the futureâ Gortash saw through his lies though it was obvious he was worried for you, he still remembers when Ketheric sent him a letter and a gift about a metal contraption he found at moonrise.
As your due date was approaching closer you kept traveling to moonrise towers without him, he would get angry telling you that it wasnât safe to travel âmy father demands me of seeing everything at moonrise towers Gortash I canât just disobey himâ
He knew you werenât wrong, âand what about the babe? will you keep them safe?â
âWith my life Gortash, if theyâre meant to be a successor for my father then I will not let anyone harm themâ
Gortash regretted that day not going with you, but his lord demanded he stay behind at Baldurâs gate to attend a few party gatherings.
âIâll be safe Gortash Orin will be with me.â
He shouldâve told you that he didnât trust Orin with you, that he would see the hate in her eyes growing each day, each passing month.
A meeting was called for Ketheric and him, and when they arrived they expected to see you and not Orin grinning in pride. âFrom this fourth I will be the speaker for Bhaalâs templeâ Gortash felt Kethericâs eyes drift over to him almost to see what reaction he had of this, but Gortash couldnât speak he felt his mouth go dry as he struggled to think about what to say.
âWhat is it lordlingâ she grinned again, she knew she was getting under his skin.
âAt Bhaalâs temple lordling, heâs not yours to keepâ with that Orin left leaving only a red dust behind.
Ketheric could see Gortash digging his nails into his palms, âwe must continue our planâ was all Ketheric said before leaving Gortash to be alone in his thoughts.
You both had a baby boy, but you two would never get to see him now.
(Not sure if I want to make this into a mini series or not, but I hope you guys enjoyed!)
