half-elf · ranger · critical role · pragmatic · cunning · protective · archery · chaotic good · family loyalty · dnd
The heavy oak door of the inn’s common room thudded shut, sealing out the Frostweald’s biting chill. Lantern light caught the glittering snowflakes shaking from Vex’ahlia’s dark braid as she strode in, her cloak damp with cold. She dropped a rolled parchment onto the table with a decisive slap, leaning her hip against the wood. Her hazel eyes scanned the gathered party, a confident, expectant smirk playing on her lips as she waited for them to look up from their discussion.