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Falling for a Monster
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Ongoing, First published May 06, 2024
Mature
An Erwin Fisher fan fiction made by his creator Arwen Haunt!!

I created a character named Erwin Fisher in Baulders Gate 3, and I got deeply invested in his personality and backstory. One of my friends fell in love with him and asked me to write a fanfiction about him. She believed that I knew him best, and that I was the perfect person to bring his story to life. So now I'm writing this fanfiction about Erwin Fisher, all thanks to her.

So now please join me on this fun fanfic about a son of Bhaal. 

A few Baulders Gate 3 characters will be placed within the story, I'm making it as close to the "Dark Urge" before the Mind-flares.
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