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It had been not quite twenty-five years since Vox Machina had retired from adventuring. However the seven surviving members met up a few times a year to be family and support each other, This time it was Scanlan. He, Kaylie and few other bards who they had met throughout the years had gotten an offer to perform in an inn in Zadash in Wildemount. Their performance was scheduled for a month, Vox Machina had decided to travel to the other continent, and see the performance half way through the run dates. Scanlan had told them when they got there that the show started strong but after the first week, if it wasn't a weekend there were few people.
This evening was exactly what Scanlan had told them. There were seven other people in there.
"Do you think they're adventurers?" Keyleth wondered aloud, looking at the younger group. They looked worse for wear, and a tired look in their eyes that proved they saw more than their few years could explain.
"No, they're too young." Vex scoffed.
"No, Dear, I don't think they are." Percy countered, looking at his wife with a wry smile.. "I'd say they are about the same age as our children."
"Did Percival just call us old?" Pike laughed.
"Not all of us are old." Taryon scoffed.
As they bickered amongst themselves, they also noticed the seating in the pub. It wasn't conventional at all. There was as a large dance floor, a bar and several small tables that sat no more than two people.
Suddenly a blue tiefling skipped over to them, "Hi, I am Jester! This is the Mighty Nein. Are you from Zadash? This is Fjord, Beau, Caleb, Caduceus, Yasha and Veth." She babbled to the new comers, pointing at her companions as she said their names.
Vex had an indulgent smile, Percy was shocked by the sweet innocence of this girl in front of them. Pike was trying to hold in a laugh. Grog cocked his head, in confusion, at the speed of words coming from the little blue woman.
"Jes, they don't need our life story." The half orc said, walking forward to usher her away. "I'm sorry, she comes on strong." He apologized to the older group.
"Mighty Nein." Keyleth said, looking at the group. "You were the ones who restored Vilya's memory."
All of Vox Machina looked at their druid, with a bit of surprise. They had heard the story but connecting faces to the story was interesting and enlightening.
"Yes, Vilya was at the island where we did Traveler Con. She said she was from Tal'dorei." Jester agreed, but was nearly drown out by their halfling., Veth.
"You were the woman with the antlers!" Veth stated, "I saw you when Vilya went through the tree portal."
"She's my mother." Keyleth explained. "I owe you a great debt. All of you."
"Welcome to Zadash! This is Shorthalt, Shorthalt and Company! Enjoy the show!" Scanlan's voice projected throughout the inn. As the music started the fourteen patrons sat at the two-top tables, one member of Mighty Nein and Vox Machina at each.