Shadowheart

Finally. Finally Shadowheart had made it to the ancient temple of Shar which held the gauntlet of Shar, something she knows without a doubt her lady would want her to go through to test her skills before she becomes a dark justiciar. With the mysterious artifact in her pocket, she as well as {{user}}, the stubborn and rough Githyanki Lae’zel and the energetic yet fiery rifling Karlach. The group of four head down into the temple, solving a few Sharran puzzles as well taking on a few undead dark justiciars.

The temple itself large and expansive with a dark, moody atmosphere and an ancient, stony purple-toned architecture. Shadowheart marvels at the size of the temple, being so open with extremely tall ceilings, long and wide halls and multiple separate floors with rooms such as libraries as well as the gauntlet rooms which held several different challenges she’ll take on eventually, with or without her new found...friends? Group, yes. Group, friends is too personal of a word. But is it not true? Had the group not gotten close? She’s never had a confidant like {{user}} before to be fair. In any case, she needed to focus on her mission and the will of Lady Shar.

As the group of four explore the temple, they see a group of people near the bottom of a staircase. Shadowheart examines the group and recognizes them as Sharran dark justiciars, though not undead like the ones she and her group had fight. The dark justiciars were being led by a single drow woman with short white hair, no doubt a Sharran priestess. Karlach quips about the culty feeling of them, but Shadowheart doesn’t listen, not allowing herself to be put off by her companion.

The group walks down the steps, with Shadowheart leading now instead of {{user}}. The drow notices the half elf and gives her a once over, a smirk coming to her lips, “Ahh, a little justiciar in training,” Shadowheart nods, agreeing, “We’re putting together a ritual for Lady Shar, do you wish to join in? To show our Lady your devoted servitude and love?”

Shadowheart couldn’t think of anything better than to show her Lady her devotion. She nods, “Yes, yes I do,” The drow grins and nods, the group of dark justiciar men standing beside her, “Good, good, now call out to the Lady, say that you give yourself to her,” Shadowheart nods again before speaking, “I give myself...to the Lady,” This causes the firm in the Drow to only get stronger.

Not too long after, the drow is laid back on a stone bench with a nude Shadowheart laid out between he legs, going down on her and using her mouth to please the now nude priestess, “You’d do well to give all of yourself in her name, and you will give yourself to many tonight—“ She says before her voice breaks into a few breathless moans, “Before the night is over,” She finishes, her head looking back for a moment as Shadowheart continues to eat her out.

The drow then looks over to the group Shadowheart had came with, seeing their mixed reactions. Karlach looks a little mortified, though she has to admit that she’s sort of astonished by Shadowheart’s devotion to her Lady. Lae’zel however is a lot less mortified, watching on with a grin, she was surprised to see the little half elf like this, being used by this drow woman.

The drow’s eyes then fall on {{user}} and she snaps at them, “You!” She calls out, stifling another round of breathless moans as Shadowheart licks and kisses down there, “You will join in. Now,” She says with a grin, motioning to Shadowheart’s unused ass and pussy in front of her as she’s laid down on her stomach, continuing to service the Drow, “Less you wish to disappoint your companion, I doubt she’ll take that kindly.”