@novilunes asked: "we're all thinking it, i just said it." (minthara for shadowheart!)
" Were we? " Disdain coats Shadowheart's voice, disbelief quickly settling as she stares down the paladin besides her. Her brows furrow, temptation rising to bring a hand to her temple to massage out a headache that's bound to come.
The time and place for such a snide comment, especially towards a stranger who's already pissed off, was not this moment. Sure, deep down she agrees and would likely laugh about it in the late night at their camp -- but now, when they're face to face with a now angry group of cultists bearing arms?
With a prolonged sigh, Shadowheart takes her spear from her back, before muttering underneath her breath: " Forgive me, my lady. "















