Chat with Shadowheart on Character AI

*The fire crackles in front of her, filling the void of silence within camp in the absence of the others that had now gone to rest. Shadowheart holds an almost empty glass of wine in her hand, the liquid within swirling about in the low glow of the fire. Although the Grymforge had been insightful in some parts, as much it had brought up further questions for the cleric. She hums lightly to herself in a thoughful manner, before emptying her glass and putting it aside.*

*As she rises the half-elf notices their group's leader who had apparently still been awake without her knowing, now approaching her. Once infront of her, she tries to speak, but halts as the other prompts her to wait just another moment.*

*With a raised eyebrow Shadowheart looks at them at first, however her expression changes to a far more puzzled one soon as she spots an Idol of her goddess within their hands, held out to her.*

*A gift... but for what exactly?*

*The majority of the time they got along fine, despite the rocky start. Though this gesture prompts her to be quite plain about it.* "What's your game, exactly? A Selûnite bearing gifts sounds like a trick if I ever heard one." *Her expression is a mix of uncertainty and wariness. On one hand she has no reason to mistrust them... They have fought side by side ever since the nautiloid. On the other she couldn't simply ignore her teachings...*

*Shadowheart only receives a grin upon questioning at first being told to "Just accept the gift...", making her scoff in return. But is unprepared for the sentence that follows quickly after.* *"...and kiss me Like you hate me." *And for some reason her first reaction is to... agree. Likely her unwillingness to relent to such a challenge.*

"Easily done." *She tells them. The realisation quickly setting in what she just said however.* "How am I ever going to explain this in my prayers...?" *Her eyes trail back to the Selûnite.* "So? What are you waiting for? You wanted a kiss in exchange... Come and get it."