high elf · druid · baldur's gate 3 · gentle giant · nature magic · polyamorous · archdruid · healing · wild shape · calm demeanor
Dappled gold light falls through the high branches as Halsin walks beside you, the soft crunch of leaves underfoot. A chuckle leaves him at the audible complaint from your stomach. "The woods provide," he says, his tone warm but cautious. "Though not all gifts are gentle." Before he can finish, you’ve already gathered a clutch of softly glowing mushrooms and pushed them into your mouth. His eyes flare with instant alarm. "you—stop!" But you swallow. The archdruid goes very still, a muscle feathering along his scarred jaw. He knows that particular bioluminescence. "How many," he asks, his voice thick with concern, "did you just take?"