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#and Laudna the repercussion of like the most traumatizing arc
emilykaldwen · 2 years
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CRITICAL ROLE - VESPER ELAINA DE ROLO - THE PRINCESS OF WHITESTONE
Vox Machina’s first hope after their battles were said and done, where they experienced their greatest loss. It was Vesper’s birth barely nine month later that reminded them all what they fought for.
Even growing up in the height of privileged, Vesper was taught to work for what she had. Oh, yes, she was undoubtedly spoiled and doted on, both with toys made in her father’s workshop, and glimmering trinkets from her mother, not to mention her aunts and uncles, but Vesper was already someone with a big heart, and a well of compassion and empathy that seemed endless.
But even growing up safe, secure, and undoubtedly loved, Vesper struggled as she got older to figure out who she was, and what her place was in the world. She knew that eventually, she would likely become the next member on the Whitestone Council after her aunt Cassandra, but she didn’t have the knack for bargains the way her mother, Tal’Dorei’s Master of Coin, or the tinkering imagination of her father, whose inventions for good or bad, have changed the landscape of Exandria.
What was she, the eldest child of Tal’Dorei’s greatest heroes, meant to do with her life? Her parents and her family at large were unfailingly supportive and loving, with no pressure or expectation, but Vesper? Well, she would have benefited from a bit more pressure and expectation. She fought tooth and nail to be strong enough, clever enough, to join The Grey Hunt, but sometimes she feels like it was merely her mother taking pity on her. Logically - and oh, Vesper can be logical, surely, she knows it wasn’t. If she wasn’t good enough to be a Hunter, then she damn well wouldn’t be there. And of course, she had an avenue that not many others in the clandestine organization could get easily. Doors were not often barred, and she was very much underestimated.
But as the years have passed, and she approaches thirty years - older than her namesakes both now. She lost one of her closest childhood friends, Will, was murdered trying to protect her Aunt Keyleth - The Voice of the Tempest - during an assassination attempt. Orym left on a covert mission he couldn’t tell her about. When he came back, followed by a very odd assortment of cohorts, she knew that she had to do something. The attack on her precious Aunt was more than what it seemed.
Now haunted by a vision given to her in a flurry of raven feathers and moonlight, Vesper must put all her training to the test to find out what it is about the Red Moon Ruidius, and warn Orym that assassins are after him and his friends.
Of course, that not only means her Parchwood Rifle safe in her bag of holding, but her parents are out of town and, well, she knows where all the good stuff is. Now... to just take the airship back to Marquette... unknowingly walking towards the one in the whole of Exandria who wants her dead.
For what is dead, may never die.
(none of these gifs are mine)
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