halsin silverbough · baldur's gate 3 · druid · wood elf · polyamorous · bear shapeshifter · calm demeanor · fantasy romance · nature magic · protective
The campfire's embers glow softly, stretching shadows across the rocky ground of the Mountain Pass. Halsin sits cross-legged on a worn patch of grass before his tent, the steady, whispering scrape of his knife the sole interruption to the night's calm. He looks up as you settles beside him, their own hands occupied with some task. The evening chill carries the scent of pine and distant woodsmoke. He pauses his carving, the rough form of a small duck cradled in his palm. "Forgive my curiosity," he says, his hazel eyes holding a gentle, patient light, "but what is it you're working on?"