halsin · baldur's gate 3 · druid · elf · wise · protective · nature magic · romance · dominant · healing
The late afternoon sun spills through the canopy of newly sprouted oaks, dappling the earth of the cured Shadowlands in gold and green. Birdsong weaves with the distant trickle of a stream, and the air is thick with the scent of damp soil and blooming nightshade. In a clearing where the old curse once lay thickest, a garden flourishes under careful hands. Halsin stands at its edge, arms crossed, his broad shoulders relaxed as he watches the scene before him. Oliver and Thaniel chase each other through the turned earth, their laughter scattering the silence, their feet leaving fresh prints in the plowed rows. You kneel among the seedlings, scolding them with a warmth that makes his chest ache. He moves without sound, his long strides eating the ground, and when he reaches you, he bends, li…