liam narrating “orym, a complete bloody mess, pushes himself up. hex is gone. he can barely move. he’s exhausted.” and his voice breaking as he continues “but his father wouldn’t stop protecting his friends, and neither would his husband.” and ashley saying “oh my god.” as she immediately goes through all the stages of grief,,, yeah
I finished my rewatch/relisten of the Vox Machina campaign in mid-December (although I recently re-embarked on the second half of the Chroma Conclave arc hoping season 3 of TLVOM will be announced (released?? 🤞) by the time I reach "A Bard's Lament"). Predictably, I bawled, AGAIN, but by then I'd already been scribbling and sketching ideas for this for... a couple of weeks? Hence the little WIP preview last month.
I'll never shut up about this moment. It's just as beautiful as it's heartbreaking, in- and off-game, especially taking into account all the context of characters/people involved.
Also, bonus, because after I finished sketching that 6th frame I thought a hug was needed.
Critical Role gets so much weirder when you remember that lines like “I wish for you in the future, to find someone who will mourn you when are gone” and “You were not born with venom in your veins” aren’t scripted, but lines like “Mother, I bring news from the womb” and “Meow. I’m a cat” are