One of my FAVOURITE hilarious moments in the game. Let me elaborate:
Isobel: You can't believe them, Marcus. Ketheric will never give you whatever it is you've been promised.
Marcus: He already has. *stretches big ass fucking wings*
I love to picture behind the scenes:
Ketheric sits upon his throne. Armored. Powerful. Marcus, a Flaming Fist—one of Baldur’s Gate’s own—kneels before him.
Ketheric: The Absolute has blessed us all. She will bless you too. That is, if you join us.
Marcus: My loyalties lie with Baldur’s Gate. You will not sway me.
Ketheric: You could have anything, Marcus. Fame. Gold. Immortality. Just say the word.
Marcus: …Actually, now that you mention it…
Ketheric: What do you desire in the name of The Absolute?
Marcus: I’m so glad you asked.
Marcus: Fuckin’ wings.
Ketheric: Wi—Did you say wings?
Marcus: Big, black, feathery fuckin’ wings. I need them so bad.
Ketheric: O-oh. Yeah. Okay. Sure. Man. Yeah, whatever you want, I guess.
I love this














