Shadowheart/Banter

A collection of Shadowheart's remarks and overhead conversations with other characters.

Remarks

Successfully finding a hidden object, door, etc.

"Hmm. What do we have here?"
"I wonder how long this went overlooked?"
"Something's here. Almost missed it."
"What's this?"
"Hidden away - but not hidden well enough."

Looking in a mirror

"Better stop gazing at myself before someone accuses me of vanity..."
"Not bad, all things considered."
"I've looked worse. But I've definitely looked better."

Finding a locked item

"Locked. Better take a look around."
"Won't open. Perhaps there's something nearby that can help."
"No use. There must be a way to get this open nearby..."
"Locked tight. Better look for the means to get this open."

Location Remarks

Act One

Act 1 Spoilers! This section reveals details about the story of Baldur's Gate 3.

Wilderness

(Finding Lae'Zel caged by Tieflings) "A githyanki. She ought to be killed, here and now."
(Finding the dead goblins by the nautiloid) "Dead goblins over there. Worth checking for supplies maybe."

Bashing on the Chapel Door on the Ravaged Beach

"They can't hold forever. Come on!"
"Blessed Mother, smite the obstacles in my path."
"Bloody doors!"
"Why?! Why won't you just open?!"

Chapel

(The skeletons reanimate) "Let them come. The darkness can be to our advantage."

Act Two

Act 2 Spoilers! This section reveals details about the story of Baldur's Gate 3.

Act Three

Party Banter

Shadowheart and Astarion

(In the temple of Shar)

Astarion: I do like it down here. It's nice. Homey.
(If Shadowheart's allegiance has been revealed)
- Shadowheart: This is a dedication to my goddess' power and dark beauty. Homey is not the first word that comes to mind.
(If Shadowheart's allegiance hasn't been revealed)
- Shadowheart: This temple is positively dripping with power and dark beauty - is homey truly the first word that springs to mind.

(In Reithwin Tollhouse)

Shadowheart: I have to ask, Astarion. Do people taste different from one another, when you feed?
Astarion: It all depends. A clean neck certainly helps.
Shadowheart: Come on, you know I'm talking about their blood.
Astarion: Of course, there are different vintages. Young noble is wonderful if you can get it, but crone has its charms too.

(In the House of Healing)

Astarion: It's a long time since I was in a house of healing. Gods, it's depressing.
Shadowheart: I suppose you don't have much use for hospitals... unless you're seeking to steal their blood stock.
Astarion: True, although I don't heal as fast as I used to. The one downside to the tadpole, I suppose.
Shadowheart: The one downside? I think you might have stopped the count too soon...

(At Cazador's Palace)

Shadowheart: So, Astarion. Vampire dens - what should I expect?
Astarion: Vampires would be a safe bet.
Shadowheart: Hilarious. You belong on stage - perhaps the bloodstained sort, with a hooded man standing by, axe in hand.
Astarion: So long as there's a cheering crowd. As for vampire dens, I'd brace your nose. They can be very... organic.

Shadowheart and Gale

(Referring to Gale's mention of Shadowheart during his recruitment scene.)

Shadowheart: You seemed quite forward with your compliments earlier. We'd only just met.
Gale: Seize the day, I say. More now than ever.
Shadowheart: Careful you don't pull a muscle in your haste.

(at Sorcerous Sundries)

Gale: My, my. Well I'll say this for the Bonecloaks - they know their mushrooms.
Shadowheart: Perhaps they should expand their horizons - too much time obsessing over fungi seems to leave a bit... well, like them.
Gale: A by-product of their profession. Few can spend a lifetime inhaling fungal spores without turning out a bit muddled between the ears.

(At the Blushing Mermaid)

Shadowheart: Not too downmarket of an establishment for you I hope, Gale?
Gale: Not at all. Why, some of the finest artists and musicians began their careers amidst stale beer and sticky floors.
Gale: There is poetry to be found in even the dingiest of holes.
Shadowheart: Remind me to not attend any poetry recitals with you.

Shadowheart and Karlach

Karlach: Since you're the only one in good form out here, I'll trust you to lead the way, Shadowheart.
(If Shadowheart remains devoted to Shar)
- Shadowheart: It's a deal, so long as you watch my back.
(Otherwise)
- Shadowheart: Actually... I've been stripped of that particular advantage. But I will forge ahead, nonetheless.
Karlach: Atta girl.

(In the Mason's Guild)

Shadowheart: I love a nice secret hideaway, don't you?
Karlach: I mean... I guess.
Shadowheart: You can just fill it with supplies, seal up the hidden entrance, and tuck yourself away from the world...
Karlach: Whatever you say, squirrelheart.

(Outside of the Elfsong Tavern)

Karlach: I wouldn't mind doing a little shopping in the city.
(If Shadowheart remains devoted to Shar)
- Shadowheart: Lady Shar teaches us to abhor superficialities like fashion... though the city does have some fine boutiques. After a new look?
(otherwise)
- Shadowheart: Same. I think I may have overdone it with the black and purple for, oh, my entire life? Your look serves you well though.
Karlach: I'm ten years behind; don't want the youths to think I'm not, you know, up with the times.

(In Bloomridge Park)

Karlach: Huh. There's something going on here. I don't like it.
Karlach: Careful. I smell an ambush.
Shadowheart: Are you sure it's not the flowers you're smelling? You may be allergic.
Shadowheart: But better safe than sorry, I suppose.

Shadowheart and Lae'zel

Shadowheart: So, gith. Aren't you worried your kind will punish you for consorting with us?
Lae'zel: My name is Lae'zel, k'chakhi.
Lae'zel: And my kin will understand my need for servants. They will help you, but only if I ask.

Shadowheart: Do you think your kin search for you, Lae'zel?
Lae'zel: I know they do not. It is my responsibility to cleanse myself.
Shadowheart: They pursued the nautiloid. Perhaps they were trying to free you.
Lae'zel: A vain notion. I am one of many and will not be a burden to my Queen.

Shadowheart and Minthara

(in Reithwin Town)

Shadowheart: This place was ruined rather thoroughly. I'm starting to forget what a habitable village looks like.
Minthara: Your Sharran kin are responsible for this ruin. They purged these lands even before the shadow curse, and pillaged all they could find.
(If Shadowheart is still devoted to Shar)
- Shadowheart: No... this must have been due to the battle. Lady Shar's warriors would have little interest in looting...
- Minthara: Come, Shadowheart. Do you think prayers alone can keep an army on the march?
- Shadowheart: Even those devoted to loss fill their pockets and bellies when the chance arises.
(If Shadowheart is no longer devoted to Shar)
- Shadowheart: Not my kin - not any longer. Their past deeds are not my responsibility.

(at Sorcerous Sundries)

- Minthara: I must admit, some of the items here are quite marvellous.
- Shadowheart: Baldur's Gate prices, though. Not worth it, if you ask me.
- Minthara: I shall be careful not to ask you then, child.

Shadowheart and Wyll

(After visiting the Temple of Shar)

Wyll: What's your gripe with Selûne anyway, Shadowheart?
Shadowheart: She betrayed her sister and ruined the balance of things.
Shadowheart: Imagine turning on those who love you for you own glory...

(In the Mason's Guild)

Shadowheart: All this stonework has me thinking - would you ever want a statue of yourself, Wyll?
Wyll: It seems a rather... vain notion to me. But I can't say I haven't thought about it. How about you?
Shadowheart: I suppose it might be nice to be remembered - though I'd be less keen on having birds perching on my head for evermore.
Wyll: Think of the... er... mess they'd make. Well - better your statue's head than your own.

(At the Basilisk Gate)

Shadowheart: A gallows? Nooses are for amateurs - that's what I was taught in the Grotto. Do you know how badly those things can go wrong?
Wyll: I'd rather not think of it, Shadowheart...
Shadowheart: You could strangle them by accident, use too much rope and break their legs... and if it goes really badly, you could wrench their heads right off.
Wyll: What a picture you paint. Quite detailed, quite colourful. Quite unnecessary.

Shadowheart: Fiend worship... I'm not trying to pick a fight, Wyll. But it really seems like a blatantly ill-advised idea.
Wyll: It's the furthest thing from my mind. Besides, Shadowheart - not all fiends are cut from the same scorched cloth.
Shadowheart: How do they differ, then? The number of horns? The exact timbre of their evil laugh?
Wyll: Could be most anything. Their willingness to torment their travel partners with wisecracks, for example.

(In Bloomridge Park)

Wyll: Spent a lot of time in this park as a boy battling imaginary monsters.
Shadowheart: So before you were Blade of the Frontiers, you were Pointy Stick of the Park? How did the imaginary monsters compare with the real thing?
Wyll: The monsters of my play-fights were strong, vicious. Trolls with hulking muscles, werewolves with sharpened fangs.
Wyll: But the greatest villains I've faced as the Blade? They look more like you and me than they do the beasts of my fantasies.

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