SHE - DEVIL

Karlach keeps her axe down as she approaches, pulling the elf close to herself. Her hand firm and protective.

".. We gotta go, love."
Karlach made her decision. She wasn't putting the rest of the party in danger.

Her tail flicks against Varang's cheek.
She moved away. Growling, rumbling like a thanator.

"Wouldn't you like to find out. I dont know you, lady."

Distracted. Very distracted.

"Yeah you are."
She looked to her.
"Doesn't mean I cant tell you that~ pretty lady~"
A little flirty coo.

"Your favourite spot, aye?"

She grinned. Holding her safe and secure. Shadow can make herself cozy up there.

"It looks pretty on you."
She smiled. Offering her hand to Shadowheart to hold if she wished.

"Mm.. cant say Im a mother of anything."

Maybe not in the sense Karlach is familiar with anyway.

"You seem a little on edge.."

Karlach isnt taking eyes off her.

Info:

Clan Kur'ewll

🍃Age: 22
🍃Sexuality: Lesbian
🍃Height: 8'5
🍃Has a few siblings, one was murdered by human.
🍃Likes to cause mischief and play around. But she is kind and caring at heart, it is just a way to express herself. Another way is through crafting items, especially with feathers.

Karlach looks to Eli.
The worry on her face.

"El.."
Shit. This was not good.

The main party was able to handle it mostly.
When the chaos goes quiet.. Karlach is left panting.. and full of dread.
Guards. Royal guards..

"But you love cuddles!'

"You yourself are not aggressive. But people will submit themselves for cuddles to you~"

Warning: Agressive cuddler. Struggling will only prolong the inevitable.

"If I need to."
She could tell this woman was a bit.. unhinged. Something to watch for.
A huff leaves her, steam from her nostrils.

"And what about you? What do you do, tall lady?"

"And you look.. you look radiant, Shadow. Like youre a whole new woman."

Karlach smiled gently. Her eyes soft on the cleric. Ready to support her as she finds herself, truly.

Eyes widen, she tenses. The disturbing visual making her shudder.

Karlach started to drift off. That is until Astarion raises the alarm. Karlach is quick to jolt away, grabbing her blooded great axe and launching herself into battle.

"I wouldnt try that, lady. I run hot.."

Too hot. As if she is the very embodiment of fire and heat. Yet her body handles it as if she couldnt easily burn something just by touching it.

"Karlach. My name is Karlach.. I dont go by my title."
Tail flicking side to side.

"..."

Watching them skip by.

"Well that isnt obvious or anything.."

"I dont need my muscles to kill, but it certainly helps."

A mirror of her words and a warning. Karlach doesn't have the appearance of fire, she is on fire. Hot to the touch.
And despite Varang being taller, showing she isnt afraid. Not after the Hells.

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Brow raised while staring at the very tall, strange looking woman.

"Here I thought I was big.."
The fiery tiefling tilts her head a little. Karlach was big, definitely above average. But Varang wins.

She takes her hand without hesitation. Karlach is very warm to the touch.. but shouldn't burn them.
She takes the other to her tent and draws the fabric closed.

"Ill stay. Is it better to lay down or sit?"

She sits just looking

"Its okay.. do you want to use my tent? Its kinda away from the others. I can leave you with some water once in a while or stay for company."

Karlach doesnt judge.
She leaves briefly and comes back with some water.

"Here, still cool."
She offered it.
Kneeling next to Ozge.

She didnt mind it.

"Nah.. I just want to be retired. Maybe explore a bit. I take every day one at a time."

She doesnt come closer, not wanting to add pressure.

"You sure? I can help with cramps or get you food, water?"
She wanted to be of use.

“𝐁𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 '𝐞𝐦. 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐎𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.”