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we were born with nothing (and we sure as hell have nothing now) by therestisdetail
Fandoms: Critical Role: Aramán (Web Series)
09 Jul 2026
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Summary
They are on the road when the rumours first reach them. Dol-Makjar is in chaos, in uprising, and this newborn revolution already has its first martyr. They say that when it became known what the Halovar had been trading away to the hells that the people surged in protest to their gates, and the Halovar lost control of their demons. They say that Captain Nayar broke ranks with the Sundered Houses in defense of the crowd, and many of his guard followed. They say that he rallied them with a display of sorcery so fierce it could only be old-blooded, that as he fell you could see in the smoke and sparks the form of a dragon roaring in anguish. The bold, excitable and perhaps foolish talk of lost great Houses, speak the name of Obridai with breathless eager voices. Risen from the ashes in Dol-Makjar’s, and perhaps Araman’s, darkest hours.
Julien and the others have barely had time to steady themselves after this new loss when two pigeons arrive, speaking with Murray and Hal's voices.
“We’re sending the stupid brave fucking idiot to you. Hide him ‘til he’s recovered. Tie him down if you have to.”
“Please take care of Azune, don’t let him hear it all at once. Poetic licence may have gotten the better of me.”