Kerr, to Keyleth, about her anxieties: the thing is you’re not wrong, and you’re not crazy. But it’s not hopeless, either
Tag: cr ep 1.56
Bless Keyleth “panic attack at my own hero’s feast from social anxiety” the Ashari druid
As epic as the fights are, I’ve got to say some of my all time favourite moments in critical role are when people feast – free and happy and relieved of danger. It’s just, really magical, and epic in a different way to the monsters
“The starry night sky spreads infinitely above you, and for the first time in a long time, you take a moment to appreciate the beauty of this view from Westruun.”
Oh thank god. Though still, those pyres are a harrowing image
Oh god oh no please don’t let Westruun be destroyed
Oh SHIT “one down” with Umbrasyl’s tooth and the Vox Machina crest
Oh my god Percy drawing blood is Grog’s requirement for his victory
“Now if you’ll excuse me…I need to sleep off…this spa.” – Percy de Rolo
Oh GOD Percy has a kettle and a cheesecloth full of sodium he is going to blow himself up THIS MAD MAN
Scanlan only gets an 11 on his athletics check for his cannon ball BUT SETS OFF THUNDER WAVE as he jumps I’m dying
Oh my god Keyleth just turned herself into an earth elemental to try and win this competition. Percy runs to get raw sodium. PIKE is nude except for her ogre strength gauntlets. Grog is judging. This is BEAUTIFUL
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