"Here!" the bard spoke up, peering around in the darkness to try and find his friend. Her voice had come from a little ways behind him, so he stepped away from the tree he'd been leaning against to make himself more visible, trusting her night vision more than his own. "Is everything alright? I didn't want to intrude on a private moment..." He trailed off ruefully, not sure what to say since he hadn't known it was a shrine when he'd found it - or before he'd led Isla to its nave.
"I had no idea there was a god in that tree," he said aloud, lips twitching in amusement at the statement. "Much less the one from the underground! I'm glad you'll have more options now, though, for visiting her. I, ah... don't suppose you can convey my apologies to her, the next time you visit? I didn't mean to insult her." And being on a god's bad side was never a good idea!
"I had no idea there was a god in that tree," he said aloud, lips twitching in amusement at the statement. "Much less the one from the underground! I'm glad you'll have more options now, though, for visiting her. I, ah... don't suppose you can convey my apologies to her, the next time you visit? I didn't mean to insult her." And being on a god's bad side was never a good idea!
