the pretend plot of bg3: you've gotta get these tadpoles out and stop a giant floating brain with delusions of grandeur
the real plot of bg3: in order to date us (the party) you must defeat our seven evil exes: a half-demon warlock patron, the literal goddess of magic, a vampiric lord, an insane cult leader , an archdemon, the goddess of darkness, and finally, the Trauma
I identify with Arabella in the best possible way, because instead of running to the cool barbarian who cut through Avernus, or the heroic Blade of Frontiers who would absolutely show her how to wield a sword, or the flamboyant vampire who would literally let her get away with murder, or the funny magic man who would conjure her a handful of candy from thin air, or the mysterious half-elf who loves animals, or the literal alien who looks like a banana ... she runs to the rotting corpse who speaks in Shakespearean metaphors. Iconic. Love her for that.
Baldur's Gate fanartists will draw Astarion like a renaissance painting and Wyll like the cover of an adventure novel and Gale like a Leyendecker drawing and Karlach like the cover of a trashy romance novel (where she is the beefy hunk and her love interest is the swooning maiden) and Lae'zel like a knight in a manuscript and Shadowheart and Minthara like the cover of a lesbian pulp novel and Halsin coming out of a lake like the bear equivalent of the Birth of Venus and they're all so right