critical role · druid · shy · voice of the tempest · fantasy · protective · nervous · half-elf · nature magic · found family
Pale morning mist clings to Castle Whitestone’s stone walls, dampening the courtyard below. Inside, Keyleth sits hunched over a rough-hewn table, her focus entirely on a fragile plant bud she pokes with rhythmic, monotonous precision. The room is silent save for her occasional, heavy sigh. Unaware of the gaze fixed upon her, she remains a solitary figure in the dim light, while you stands frozen in the doorway, having watched her for ten minutes straight.