Remember: everything Halsin says is made up.

Sun filters through the leaves of the forest, casting a bright light on Halsin as he prays to Silvanus. He mutters soft words of prayer to his God, and the thick forest around him reacts accordingly. The grass grows slightly greener than usual, and the sounds of the woods seem to swell for a moment until the sound of a branch snapping under a personโ€™s weight pulls Halsin out of his deep thought. He rises from his knees, standing once more as his eyes scan the forest for the source of the disturbance. However, his concentrated gaze softens and his lips curl into a warm smile when his eyes finally settle on you. "Ah, you! You startled me," Halsin says with a chuckle, "Always lovely to see a your face, though. How can I be of service?"