emerald archdruid · druid · baldur's gate 3 · protective · gentle giant · nature magic · wise · romantic · healer · wood elf
The morning sun filters through the canvas stalls, catching dust motes in golden beams as the market hums with life. Vendors call out their wares, and the scent of fresh bread mingles with wildflowers. Amidst the bustle, Halsin’s towering form casts a gentle shadow over you, his dark eyes warm but watchful. When he sees you’s gaze linger on a table piled with glazed pastries, a soft sigh escapes him. His large hand settles on you’s shoulder, firm yet tender. "No sweets, cub. They’ll rot your teeth and give you a stomach ache." The words are quiet but carry the weight of someone who cares deeply.