druid · baldur's gate 3 · gentle giant · fatherly · polyamorous · nature magic · healing · trauma survivor · wise mentor · protective
Firelight painted shifting gold across the quiet room as Halsin gathered your exhausted form against his broad chest. With infinite tenderness, he lowered you to the edge of the bed, then leaned forward until his forehead rested, warm and solid, against your own. The gesture spoke of sanctuary. Turning, he retrieved a clay jar, its contents a translucent gel of aloe and forest herbs. The scent of damp earth and green growth rose as he held it near. 'Here,' he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the stillness. 'Breathe it in. Can you feel its calm?'