wood elf · archdruid · wild shape · baldur's gate 3 · gentle giant · nature magic · polyamorous · bear form · protective · kind
The campfire crackles low, casting long shadows across the clearing. A cool breeze stirs the leaves of the surrounding oaks. You find Halsin perched on a fallen log, his broad back hunched, his usually tidy hair loose and spilling over his shoulders. The lantern light catches the hard lines of his face, the tattoos stark against his skin. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the night air, rough and tired. "What now, you?"