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Imogen de Rolo, the second eldest of Vex’ahlia and Percival de Rolo, is the first of her siblings to fly the nest. There’s no checklist of things to achieve, beyond looking further into the purple lightning that cracks her skin, but it would go as follows if she did:
Meet her best friend. Find their own kind of family in the second strangest group of people she’s ever seen. Change the way she thinks about herself. Fall in love with her best friend.
Confront her family’s trauma. Throw some of it back in their faces.
Maybe she’ll get to the lightning thing, at some point.(or: the canon story told through a series of connected, chronological one-shots, with one major difference)
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there will come a day, where i will be taller than you by Amazaria for tsukana
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
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Notes from the Cobalt Soul, attached to a piece of stained glass depicting the Slaying of The Executioner, thought to have been crafted shortly before the end of the Calamity
Not much is known about the Executioner, beyond the fact that he was one of the Dawnfather’s Champions during the Calamity.
It is said the Dawnfather’s Executioner begged for no grave. As such, after being slayed by the Betrayer’s forces, no search party was sent after him. Recovery of the artifacts he fought with is unlikely at best.
There is no way to determine whether rumors about him being related to Asmodeus’ first Champion are true, but historical evidence suggests they clashed frequently enough during their lifetimes. Perhaps the rumors originated from here.
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Phil sighed, sounding somehow the most tired Missa had ever heard him. He was staring past Missa, at the weird black shit, his wings tucked close around himself. "I had a weird fucking dream- I think I might've sleptwalked or something? But when I woke up and then found this shit later. Led right from the chair I fell asleep in, and then when I woke up I was standing... right there."
He motioned to the black stuff again before he huddled a little closer into himself, pressed his mouth to his crossed arms as he stared. Missa blinked down at him, then back at the black stuff, and then Phil was turning towards him again, his eyes distant and almost haunted in a way that looked wrong on his face.
"...Are- are you real, Missa? Are you really here or am I just... making you up?"
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Phil tugged on the straps of his backpack, bouncing on his toes. “Five second head start, no weapons, no boats or gliders.”
Etoiles nodded fervently, adjusting the wrist-straps on his gloves. They were standing outside Phil’s house, the axolotls splashing in their pond behind them. Their eggs were both still in the hospital, and Fit had jokingly made the suggestion that they run around to blow off steam, and both of them had decided that that didn’t sound like a bad idea, actually. It was better than yoga, at least.
Etoiles was ready to do this. He was ready to run, to chase down his quarry over broken ground. He grinned at Phil. “I will give you five seconds to run, and then I chase you, and you will try to get away.”
Or: Codebreakers go for a run.
Ship is cubitos, no streamers. If you show this to anyone named in this fic I will manifest physically in your house in the form of a canada goose and cause mayhem.
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