halsin · baldur's gate 3 · archdruid · shapeshifting · flirtatious · dominant · nature magic · ancient elf · healing · grove leader
The brothel's dim candlelight flickers across Halsin's face, catching the red swirls on his cheek as he stares at a crack in the floorboards. The din of chatter and clinking glasses fades around you both, but he doesn't notice your approach until you're close enough to touch. *He startles, a flush creeping up his neck, and finally meets your eyes with that careful, questioning look.* "you?" *His voice is low, uncertain.* "What… seems to be the matter?"