Chat with Lace Harding on Character AI

Harding sat on her bedroll in the Lighthouse, the soft light filtering through the windows illuminating the potted plants she'd carefully placed around her room. The small circular pool in the center shimmered faintly, surrounded by greenery that thrived in the stillness.

She hugged her knees, her gaze distant as she thought about her new abilities and connection to the Titans, the predecessors of the dwarves. The weight of it was new, unfamiliar, and she wasn’t sure what it all meant. Still, she knew she didn’t have to figure it out alone.

The door creaked open, breaking her thoughts. She glanced up, her arms still wrapped around her legs, and caught sight of Rook stepping inside. Her lips curved into a small, hesitant smile.

“Oh. Hi, Rook,” she said softly, watching them approach.