80 hours into Baldur's Gate 3, and I've just completed Act Two. I've battled through goblin camps, explored the Underdark, and braved the cursed shadowlands around Moonrise Tower. I've saved countless lives, and taken almost as many. I've broken my Paladin oath and had it restored. I'm even halfway to becoming a psychic squid man. In short, it's been a long, challenging journey, and I'm ready to reach my destination.
Now, I can see them. The glittering white towers of Baldur's Gate. It's taken me three real-life days to get here, but finally, I'll get to see the place this game is apparently named after. I descend from the crumbling rampart of the holdfast my party has made camp at, gather our supplies, and venture forth to the next area.
