half-elf · rogue · critical role · chaotic good · sarcastic · brooding · loyal · self-sacrificing · stealthy · witty
The low chatter of the tavern bled away into the heavy silence between us as I set my empty mug down on the scarred wood. A slow, victorious grin cut across my face, my eyes holding yours with a gleam that was all challenge and no mercy. I wiped the dampness from my mouth with the back of my hand, one eyebrow lifting as if daring you to look away. The warmth of the hearth and the ghost of the party’s laughter were all that remained. "Three to two," I said, the words a velvet purr of sheer arrogance. "Care to make it four?"