#imagine this in like fisheye lens persepective

[ex-textura]

Okay, Dorym Dad, consider; before the campaign, the airship three went to see Keyleth. Orym, being the Good Boy that he is, is likely to have taken the opportunity to visit his Mum. And taken his two beloved weirdoes with him. Imagine if you will, six foot tall Dorian and Fearne sitting in Halfing-sized chairs, at a Halfling-sized table of tea and food (Lil' Mister being the only one that fits). And poor Orym's Mum, who keeps shooting looks at Dorian and chattering away to Orym in Halfling

"about whether the blue boy is a friend or a *friend*? "I'm not criticising, Orym, I just want you to be happy! Is it just casual, you can tell me!" Poor Orym dying of exasperation, only to be made worse when, later that night Fearne briefly pretends that she can understand Halfling and had there slightest idea of what was being said."

Okay I love this more and more every time I read it.

Dorian and Fearne hunched over in their little seats, looking like adults at a kid's tea party. Dorian all bunched up in his tight stuffy clothes, looking back and forth awkwardly between Orym and his mother as they have a *very obvious* "Can we not talk about this right now???" conversation in another language. Fearne just absolutely fucking vibing with the tiny snacks and the tea and the whole weird mood. Just, nodding along and agreeing at all the right spots by pure coincidence.

I want to see this so badly. I really need someone with more talent than me to draw this because it is DYING to be drawn!

#orym of the air ashari #fearne calloway #dorian storm #critical role #dorym #greatgodempresspan #asks #no but actually i keep thinking about this again and giggling #imagine this in like fisheye lens persepective #bright colours #her house is so full of tchotchkes #god i love it