Would Die For Every Single Member of the Mighty Nein

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[defilerwyrm]

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Drow have superior darkvision. 

Darkvision works in greyscale.

Rosohna is kept under near-perpetual night.

Imagine, for a moment, that the drow of Rosohna do their interior decorating based on darkvision because they don’t really rely on light sources much.

But then a diurnal species comes to visit, and they bring the lights up, and this is what their place looks like:

…And the diurnal people are too polite to say a fucking word, but they sure are thinking it.

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[perseuus]

Miss Pike I love you

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[sketchingsparrow]

Legacy ✨

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[granteddrop]

In which the Mighty Nein + 1 trek across Aeor and Jester has something on her mind

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[blazingstar24]

Nothing will be funnier than learning that Yasha stayed with Caleb and Essek in the records room because the rest of the Nein had planned for her to take him out if he went rogue.

So she’s waiting there thinking “Aw fuck Caleb is going off the plan, is it happening now? Shit Essek is here too, don’t wanna have to take out Caleb in front of him.”

And even Essek is like “Caleb dearest, can I trust you? I wanna trust you, but this eyes bs is scaring me. Please be careful.”

But Caleb, sweet wizard nerd Caleb is sitting there going “Holy fuck guys, look at all this paper! I love paper so much, look at all these cool books! I’m nerding out in here!” Like he responds their concerns in earnest and in seriousness because Caleb is also thinking about it too. But it is so funny that truly, Caleb was just so excited by the paper and books. All while Yasha is thinking damn guess I might have to take out Caleb right now.

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[lalalyssh]

The glorious Dorian Storm 💙💛💙💛

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[lorn-art]

My Boyfriend’s attacking my Husband

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[mophamsa]

LONG MAY THEY REIGN. Is it Thursday yet?

Critical Role: THE MIGHTY NEIN

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[alienfirst]

With obsidian crown adorned with the threads of her past Champions, long dead, but never to fade into obscurity.

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[stardustedknuckles]

Beau spends days and weeks listening to and recording the stories of the Drei. Sometimes they come in alone. Sometimes with Caleb. Rarely the three of them together.

The stories from Astrid are the hardest for Beau to record, because Astrid’s mind is sharp enough to expose every facet of the gaslighting she faced over the years. She’s known for a long time, maybe since the night they lost Caleb, how very trapped she was. Listening to her describe how she endured, even forced herself to push down thoughts of escape just to survive, makes Beau’s blood boil. That was her, once, and she never quite knew how to feel about it on the other side. It’s so much easier to be angry and hurt on behalf of Caleb’s old friends.

Not realizing she’s frozen mid-sentence with the quill in her hand, repeating Astrid’s last few words in her head on a loop until there’s a very hesitant finger touched to the back of her hand. She blinks up back to the present, returns Astrid’s stoic nod, and they get back to work.

Because all of this recording of the abuse Caleb and his friends suffered at the hands of Trent - much of the exact details are foreign to Beau. But the why of them, the intent of someone in authority to break them down to the point they obey without question and take what they are given and think themselves glad, that is viciously, intimately familiar.

This work, in effect, is the dry run for her testimony against Zeenoth and her father. It’s through the Drei that Beau processes even a little bit of what happened to her, spares a moment of that anger and sorrow for herself when the day is done and she’s safe in Yasha’s arms.

And when the trial comes, when Beau looks out over the courtroom and locks eyes with Yasha, there’s Caleb next to her on one side. A nice surprise, but not wholly unexpected.

What is unexpected is the presence of the other two faces on Yasha’s other side. Unfamiliar but instantly recognizable regardless, watching with quiet support.

There isn’t an unclenched jaw in the room when Beau is finished - not from the Soul agents who have welcomed her gladly as one of their own, not from her girlfriend or her brother, and not from the two ex-volstrucker who showed up for Expositor Beauregard Lionett the way she showed up for them.