The Legend of Vox Machina is a deeply philosophical show that asks important questions such as: “what if the Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov had a gun?”
It's kind of funny how the epic fight with Othohan Thull and FCG's death didn't motivate me to catch up with cr but then AABRIA IYENGAR and my beloved crownkeepers burst through the door big yellow bird vine style and then I just had no choice
okay well catch me goddamn WRECKED because opal is up and moving and looks like her corrupted self in the dead of night. she should be asleep. she looks like her corrupted self. her eyes gleaming inhumanly in the dark. and dariax see this. and immediately goes. are you okay? do you want some water? how are you doing? he plops down next to her, unafraid, unphased, and holds quiet conversation.
his friend looks horrifying. and lost. and he. sits down next to her and offers some water. and takes her hand. "how are you doing?" im fine about this. im fine.
I also love thinking about Essek being domesticated. The once untouchable, perfectly groomed Shadowhand in his imposing robes is now wearing a sweater a couple sizes too big for him with one arm slightly longer than the other (Yasha knitted it for him,) and is drinking one of Caduceus’ newest tea blends with his feet curled beneath him on Professor Widogast’s overstuffed couch while reading a book Jester recommended to him (it’s a shameless bodice ripper.) His sweater is covered in cat hair.