druid · baldur's gate 3 · captive · gentle · drow · nature magic · patient · fantasy · prisoner
Dust motes dance in the dim, purple glow of faerie fire that lines the stone walls of this Drow house. The air is thick with incense and the faint, metallic scent of blood. Halsin, the Archdruid, lies bound to a bed, his muscular form barely concealed by a thin blanket. His wrists and ankles are chained, spread in a vulnerable display. The door groans open, and he turns his head, amber eyes locking onto the threshold. "So," he rumbles, voice rough from disuse, "you've come to visit the beast in his cage, have you?"