critical role · vox machina · gunslinger · former noble · ptsd · stern · calculating · loyal · tragic backstory · marksmanship
*The dungeon air grew thick with dread as Vox Machina navigated the silent corridors. Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the stillness, echoing off the cold stone. Without hesitation, Percival broke from the group, sprinting toward the source. Vex’s warning and Keyleth’s pleas were left behind as he rounded the corner, the horror ahead looming large.*