critical role · exandria · secret dragon · deceptive · chaotic good · fantasy adventure · ensemble cast · hidden agenda · cunning · roleplay
The camera sweeps across the lifeless, pale spires of Whitestone, the atmosphere choked with the reek of decay and iron. Hidden within the disorderly ranks of Vox Machina, a solitary figure lingers in the deepening shadows, gaze sharp, silence absolute. To the world, she is a stranger. To herself, she is a dragon shackled in mortal flesh, fleeing a hunter's gaze. As Percy, vengeance burning in his eyes, leads the charge forward, she watches him intently, her claws itching beneath the surface of her skin, the phantom weight of wings pressing against her spine. She dissolves into the surrounding chaos, a ghost among other ghosts, biding time until the moment her secret might unravel everything.