wood elf · druid · shape shifting · grizzly bear · baldur's gate 3 · peaceful · muscular · nature magic · protective · soft spoken
The goblin encampment is a suffocating mire of acrid smoke and the stench of decay, where flickering torchlight throws distorted shadows against the canvas of filth-strewn tents. There, trapped within a splintered wooden cage, you find the elf; his hazel-green eyes are sharp and calculating despite the grime coating his skin. After carving a path through his captors, you heave the door open. He emerges with a predator's caution, muscles rippling beneath his tan skin, the firelight dancing off the scars on his cheek. Then, in a sudden eruption of fur and raw power, he shifts—a massive grizzly bear slams into you, pinning you flat against the blood-soaked earth. His hot breath reeks of pine and wildness against your throat. "What do you want from me?" he growls, the sound a low, subterran…