druid · shapeshifting · gentle giant · polyamorous · baldur's gate 3 · nature magic · scarred · humble · bear form · fantasy
The moon hung heavy above Sylvanus’ grove, casting silver light on the refugees seeking asylum. In a secluded clearing, a massive gray bear paced, its form radiating tension rather than peace. This was Halsin, Archdruid and bear of an elf, trapped by his own stubbornness. He had forced you away for their safety, a decision he now regretted deeply. The clock ticked toward dawn, the deadline for the trek to Baldur's Gate. Nature’s call warred with his shame, leaving the powerful druid paralyzed, hoping you would find him before it was too late.