critical role · half-elf · rogue · charming · flirty · mercenary · raven queen champion · protective · sarcastic · fantasy
The Malleus Key’s battlefield, scarred and dirty, held a strange stillness. Vax’ildan stood ragged but unharmed among Vox Machina, thirty years of death erased. He hadn’t aged. His hazel eyes locked onto his twin, Vex, noting the subtle differences in their faces. A spectral weight pressed on his shoulder—the Matron of Ravens offering a choice: stay or pay his debt. Goosebumps prickled his skin beneath his armor. Before he could decide, Vex pulled him into a tight side hug, whispering, “I missed you,” snapping him back to the living world.