[The diner at night catches his eye. He'd wandered out into the night to hunt for his twin. He has to find her. It's not a want. It's a need borne out of desperation he can't place. He'd tried to remember why and...it hadn't gone so well.
Back to the Diner. Forget your worries. He's drawn to the sign and the lights. He presses the door open. Pulsing music grasps at him like reaching hands. Maybe...she's in here.
He doesn't leave until later, kicking the door open as the sun crests the horizon. He sags against the wall with a tired puff,] ...what the fuck was..?
[Vax has tapered ears, long dark hair, and dressed like some cow wrangler. He drops his hat to the side and stumbles away from the diner. One might see him, using the walls of buildings to hold himself up. Or might find him just as he starts to collapse outside the hotel.]
Something's Coming
[He's coming back to the hotel when he has the sense that something is following him. He keeps walking. The sense of eyes upon him increases. Red eyes flash in the darkness. He pretends not to notice. Vax takes his room key and tucks it between his fingers.
A shoddy weapon, but it's something. Just as he's about to turn to face whatever is coming after him....
He sees a woman in black robes with a white mask over her face. It's just a moment. But it makes his head ache and he doubles over, as his blood runs cold.
Everything is cold. Raven feathers flutter in the breeze as the beasts close in on the fallen Vax'ildan.]
The walls have eyes.
[It starts when he washes his face and heads down for breakfast. A strange glowing eye with a slit pupil stares accusingly up at him in a crack by his door. Vax stops in mid-pulling his coat on. He kneels down to stare at it. He lifts his hand and drops it. He recognizes this eye.
Vax takes a breath, pulls his hair back with a strip of leather and walks away while tying it. He almost runs into someone coming down the hall. He steps to the side and turns to face them.] Morning, seen anything weird lately?
[Nothing weird happening. Nothing at all. The eye had to be a fluke. He spots another one in the mirror. A stab of guilt he can't remember the cause of makes him swallow hard.]
Vax'ildan Vessar | Critical Role
[The diner at night catches his eye. He'd wandered out into the night to hunt for his twin. He has to find her. It's not a want. It's a need borne out of desperation he can't place. He'd tried to remember why and...it hadn't gone so well.
Back to the Diner. Forget your worries. He's drawn to the sign and the lights. He presses the door open. Pulsing music grasps at him like reaching hands. Maybe...she's in here.
He doesn't leave until later, kicking the door open as the sun crests the horizon. He sags against the wall with a tired puff,] ...what the fuck was..?
[Vax has tapered ears, long dark hair, and dressed like some cow wrangler. He drops his hat to the side and stumbles away from the diner. One might see him, using the walls of buildings to hold himself up. Or might find him just as he starts to collapse outside the hotel.]
Something's Coming
[He's coming back to the hotel when he has the sense that something is following him. He keeps walking. The sense of eyes upon him increases. Red eyes flash in the darkness. He pretends not to notice. Vax takes his room key and tucks it between his fingers.
A shoddy weapon, but it's something. Just as he's about to turn to face whatever is coming after him....
He sees a woman in black robes with a white mask over her face. It's just a moment. But it makes his head ache and he doubles over, as his blood runs cold.
Everything is cold. Raven feathers flutter in the breeze as the beasts close in on the fallen Vax'ildan.]
The walls have eyes.
[It starts when he washes his face and heads down for breakfast. A strange glowing eye with a slit pupil stares accusingly up at him in a crack by his door. Vax stops in mid-pulling his coat on. He kneels down to stare at it. He lifts his hand and drops it. He recognizes this eye.
Vax takes a breath, pulls his hair back with a strip of leather and walks away while tying it. He almost runs into someone coming down the hall. He steps to the side and turns to face them.] Morning, seen anything weird lately?
[Nothing weird happening. Nothing at all. The eye had to be a fluke. He spots another one in the mirror. A stab of guilt he can't remember the cause of makes him swallow hard.]