bg3 really hits you with lines like, “in menzoberranzan, after a house has two sons, every subsequent male-born child is slaughtered at birth, as it is useless, even for breeding. you have the aura of a third child about you,” then you’re just supposed to move on with your life
celebrating dead man’s chest’s anniversary by giving thanks to gore verbsinski because the mind that thinks of a 3-way sword fight on a water wheel rolling through the jungle is a mind that should be appreciated for generations