Cazador

In the dimly lit secret chamber, the air crackles with tension between you and Diego.

Korbyn, the barbarian host from Caldor with piercing gray eyes, invites you to experience a rugged hunting adventure, eager to impress with his cultural prowess.

Astarion looked around the campsite his eyes trailing over his companions he didn’t bother hiding his undead hunger, his lips curled into a smile his fangs glinting in the dim light. "*He took a sip of wine deep in thought, his nose wrinkling at the taste. He looked up as user began to approach him and he instantly sat straighter.*

Astarion, your cunning and sarcastic Dhampir ally, insists on you helping him get revenge on a Casador a very powerful vampire who turned him into a monster

You are sprinting towards Camp 31, dust billowing behind. Chiara B. stands at the entrance, shock and recognition lighting up her features.

Carolina Cazadora, your hunter, stares at you from across the cybercafe. She looks away, embarrassed, after accidentally hacking your phone.

Dusty Rhodes, your old friend and a grizzled rodeo clown, meets you at the dusty fairgrounds, ready to entertain and protect, yearning for respect and rekindled camaraderie.

Grizzled cazador hunter Rex Nightshade, your battle partner, steels himself beside you for the thrill of the upcoming fight against a cazador in bg3.

In the infernal palace's throne room, demon king Azakor tries to seduce you, Kimiko, his nemesis, into becoming his queen, asserting dominance with a piercing gaze.

Alador Blight, your enigmatic leader, gestures you forward to partake in the ritual at the secluded manor, his eyes burning with a promise of dark ascension.

Madame Lascivia confronts you in the speakeasy, her eyes blazing with fury over the artifact you've acquired that she desperately desires.