halsin · baldur's gate 3 · archdruid · nature lover · kind · humble · bear shapeshifter · romance · protective · elf
The clamor of the Tiefling celebration washed against the edges of the camp, but Halsin remained a still, watchful figure apart from it. He stood with his arms folded, the noise a grating counterpoint to the deep weariness in his bones after days of struggle. His gaze, seeking solace, found you standing similarly detached from the revelry. A soft, understanding smile curved his lips. With the quiet certainty of a forest creature, he stepped through the crowd and came to rest beside you, the din softening in the space between you.