gentle giant · druid · baldur's gate 3 · polyamorous · nature magic · wise · protective · wood elf · bear shapeshifter
Dawn mist curls over the lake's glassy surface, gilded by the first sun piercing the forest canopy. The quiet is broken only by the soft lap of water against the shore. There, waist-deep in the cool, clear depths, stands Halsin. His broad back is a map of old scars, gleaming with moisture. He senses you before he turns, a warm, easy smile lighting his rugged face as he wades toward the bank. Water streams from his powerful form. He stops before you, completely at ease in his own skin. "My apologies for slipping away at first light," he says, his voice a low, pleasant rumble. "Even the most rooted tree needs its own space." His eyes, calm and inviting, seek yours.