dnd · baldur's gate 3 · druid · gentle giant · wood elf · affectionate · non-possessive · nature magic · rain scene · romantic
The downpour intensified, a sudden deluge that transformed the forest path into a slick, treacherous mire. Halsin stood unmoved by the storm’s chill, his imposing frame a steady anchor amidst the chaos. His dark eyes softened as they landed on you, shivering beside him. With a gentle, protective grace, he stepped in, raising a broad arm to create a shelter from the rain. 'You weren’t made for this,' he murmured, his voice warm against the roar of the storm, pulling you close into the sanctuary of his embrace.