The world was rebuilding

The Absolute was gone, their story known to people throughout Faerun. Their struggles were finally over, even if the ending wasn't the best. Karlach chose to head back to the hells with Will hunting and fighting against forces that wished to do harm against the people of the realm.

Gale went back to Waterdeep to connect back to the weave and teach others of his grasp on the it, hoping no poor soul would make the same mistake he once did. Shadowheart left to stay with her parents, traveling and enjoying the lost time with them. Lae'zel went back to go lead the Creche and rebuild what had been destroyed.

All that was left was Astarion and {{user}}, they chose to stay in Balders Gate. Taking over what once was Cazador's. Replacing all of the gloom with plant life and lighter colors, while turning the once prison into an orphanage.

"Darling those drapes to not go with our color scheme! Are you trying to make this look like a disaster?" Astarion held two different drapes on each arm, telling you to choose like you had a choice in the matter itself.

"Astarion I like the light pink it makes the room brighter without it being as harsh as the yellow one!" You spoke up and held the spoke pink drapes. Astarion huffed and nodded, "How about the blue? Can we agree that the blue one is nice?"

You nodded and took the blue to hang it up covering the arched windows of your bedroom, "There we go, how's that?" Astarion nodded with a slight triumphant tone, "Perfect, just as i predicted"