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rightpastnowhere · 11 months

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Zone of Truth with the twins? >:D

hurt/comfort spell ask meme

so... i know who you meant by "the twins"........ but since you didn't specify in words i am going to be mean >:D

ZONE OF TRUTH: You create a magical zone that guards against deception in a 15-foot-radius sphere centered on a point of your choice within range. Until the spell ends, a creature that enters the spell's area for the first time on a turn or starts its turn there must make a Charisma saving throw. On a failed save, a creature can't speak a deliberate lie while in the radius. You know whether each creature succeeds or fails on its saving throw.

An affected creature is aware of the spell and can thus avoid answering questions to which it would normally respond with a lie. Such creatures can be evasive in its answers as long as it remains within the boundaries of the truth.

also this prompt got way out of control whoopsie. i used this as a warm-up to get back into writing after my very long hiatus, so it's not my best, but i love the twins <3 so here you go!!!

It's dark.

Not dark enough to blind - he has darkvision to thank for that, enough elven blood passed down for that - but dark enough to obscure details, to mess with his sense of where he is. His hands are tied, but not his feet, so theoretically he could try to get up and flee, but-

A panicked whimper, small and quiet, from beside him reminds him why he can't just up and run. They'd taken Leona's glasses, smashing them under heel, and darkvision doesn't amount to shit when your vision's that bad.

"What are we gonna do?" Leona whispers, a shrill string of her voice threading through in her panic, and he doesn't want to snap but she's being too loud. "Mum and Dad don't know where we are, we don't know where we are, we don't know what they want-"

"It's okay, Leo," he hisses, not to scold but just to interrupt - he's switched into elvish, too, just in case none of them speak it. He wishes, more than ever, that he'd paid more attention in any of Mum's other language lessons. "They'll be able to find us. Mum can find anything, remember? Like when Egg dropped her necklace in the garden that one time?"

He can see Leo's eyes when she turns, and meets them as steadily as he can, even knowing that she can't see the details of his face from this close. "It's okay," he whispers again, as fierce and solid as he can. "We'll be okay."

The door to the room they're in opens, allowing a single woman to step through. She walks over slowly, heeled boots clicking on the floor; each click is in time with his heart until the latter picks up pace, gradually running out of sync until his pulse is in his ears.

Breathe. Calm down. In, hold, out. In, hold, out. Dad's voice in his head, Mum's hands on his shoulders, a memory of a panic attack curled between the bookshelves of the family library.

Wolfe is usually one of the first to panic with things like this. He hates to admit it, especially in comparison to his siblings, some older-brother instinct

Leona's hand, somehow having found its way into his, squeezes so tight he feels his knuckles roll together; it hurts, but just enough to ground him.

"Do you know why you're here?" the woman asks, her words scraped at the edges by rough-accented Common.

"Because you brought us here?" The words trip out unbidden, stumbling past his lips in a shaky mockery of his usual snark, and he almost winces. This isn't the time to act smart.

You might want to throw out some cheesy one-liner or whatever to act cool, but it's not worth the risk, his mother's voice chimes from a memory, the three oldest kids sitting in on interrogation training with the newest Grey Hunt recruits. It might seem like a way of keeping the power on your side, but it's just as likely to make your captors even angrier.

Lesson one failed.

Luckily, the woman doesn't rise to the bait; she just chuckles, stepping closer to crouch down in front of them both. He shifts his body best he can, trying to put himself between her and Leona, trying to shield her.

"How cute," she says, "but you know that's not what I meant."

Wolfe swallows thickly.

"You're little de Rolo brats, aren't 'ya?" The woman leans forward, and Wolfe fights the instinctive urge to cower away. "I bet you know alllll sorts of secret entrances and whatnot into the castle, right?"

Shit.

"We never used those," Leona croaks from behind him. "Guess you fucked up and got the wrong kids."

She still manages to sound smug and haughty, even with her voice wobbling with fear. He would be proud in any other circumstance, but now he just holds back a wince, meeting the woman's eyes best he can as she frowns.

"If that's how it's gonna be," she growls, sending a shiver down Wolfe's arms. He feels a mirrored shudder go through his sister, trembling in her hands like an echo.

Another figure steps in through the door, this one cloaked and their face obscured. They're carrying an old, thick tome, and Wolfe has spent enough time around magic users to recognize a spellbook when he sees one.

"I'd just beat the answer out of you," the woman says, far too casual for Wolfe's liking, "but we don't have that kind of time. Your parents will probably catch on soon. So."

The cloaked one begins to murmur under their breath, and Wolfe curls back, bracing himself for whatever is about to hit them. Leona goes tense, squeezing his hand again and burying her face against his shoulder.

He feels the magic as it hits him, but it doesn't hurt. It... it feels like something is pushing at his mind, in his mind, like a Message or a Sending but much, much stronger. Like pushing through a locked door. He thinks to brace himself, somehow, but before he can, the lock is broken, and magic floods through his head.

"Let's try this again." The woman leans closer, too close, he can smell her breath from here. "Do you know where the secret tunnels into the castle are?"

Wolfe tries to say No, with as much force and conviction as when he tried to convince Mum that he hadn't snuck out or that it was Leona who'd pranked the Curator. But when he opens his mouth, all that comes out is a choked, strangled sound.

He and Leona tense up at the same time. Zone of Truth.

The woman grins at their realization. "You kids are smart, I'll give'ya that. Now are you smart enough to stay alive?"

Half-truths, his father's voice reminds him, a sudden reminder of an old lesson. Mum had called him paranoid, and Dad had said he was just cautious. If staying silent is too much of a danger, try and get by on half-truths. Don't give away anything that you don't have to.

He scrambles to think of something to say, something that's just true enough to get by. He can't deny the existence of the secret passageways, and he can't say he's never used them... dammit, think think think-

He feels Leona pinch at his hand, breaking his train of thought. He resists the urge to snap at her, wondering what the hell she's getting at, when he remembers the scar that sits right under her thumb and forefinger.

The scar he got from climbing in their bedroom window - or, more specifically, from the tree just outside it that he'd hastily scrambled up to avoid being caught by the guards. The tree that he always climbed to get back in after sneaking out.

Gods, his sister is a fucking genius.

"I've never gotten into the castle using secret entrances," he says, confident and certain, locking eyes with the woman as her lip curls into a snarl. He thinks of his mother, every time Syldor has come to visit; he thinks of his father, every time someone questions the integrity of Whitestone.

He thinks of them both as they tell him, be brave.

The woman growls, and he does not flinch. She doesn't do anything, just turns to his sister, and somehow that is harder to stay strong in the face of.

"What about you?" the woman hisses. "You gonna be more useful to us?"

He feels Leona's hand tighten around his before she says, "I've never used them in my life."

Wolfe swallows down a shocked noise, because yes the fuck she has. Leona was the first one of the twins to discover them - she'd been tailing Vesper through the halls, and turned a corner to find their older sister had disappeared. Leona used them far more than Wolfe did, even if it was mostly for traveling within the castle than getting out of it.

But if she was able to say that, bold-faced, then... she must have resisted the spell. Leona, with the lowest constitution out of all of the family, managed to resist the spell.

Holy shit.

The woman snarls again, but turns her ire to the cloaked figure instead. "Did your stupid fucking spell even work?"

"I - I knew I felt it catch, but I..." The cloaked figure pulls out the spell book again and hastily flips through it, ripping at least one page along the way.

He never gets a chance to find it; there's two arrows through his neck before he can, and his book falls to the ground only a second before he does. The woman barely has a chance to draw the crude-looking axe from behind her back before the crack of a gun fills the air, and her head bursts into a bright-red spray. Wolfe cringes back instinctively, and covers his face with his arm as well, but that's more to spare his own eyes from the gorey details.

Footsteps rush into the room, and Wolfe feels a gentle hand on his cheek - his mother's, from the uneven pattern of leather-covered and bare fingers, a signature of her archery gloves - and lowers his arm at her frantic voice calling his name.

She's kneeling in front of him, with her other hand a mirror on Leona's face, and Wolfe smiles in relief. He feels tears prick at his eyes when she sweeps a thumb across his cheekbone. "Hi, Mum," he chokes out, his throat thick with a building sob.

Leona echoes him, sounding similarly fragile, and their mother's face crumples into a shaky smile, her own eyes welling up with tears. "Hello, darlings."

Dad runs up just behind her, looking even more fraught than when Gwen had gone missing with one of his guns. "Are you two alright? Are you hurt?" He falls to his knees beside Mum, and Wolfe winces, thinking of his bad knee.

"We're fine, Dad," Leona says, her voice a little stronger. "I just can't fucking see."

Wolfe surprises himself with how loud he laughs. Maybe it's the stress of the situation, but something about Leona taking advantage of being actually fucking kidnapped to swear in front of their parents without consequences - because he knows they're going to be too relieved to have them back to lecture her, of course they are - just fucking breaks him.

Then Mum starts laughing too, and Dad looks at her the most bewildered Wolfe's ever seen, and that just makes him laugh even louder.

#okay so it's a lot of hurt and not a lot of comfort. oops.#wolfe de rolo #leona de rolo #perc'ahlia #critical role #percival de rolo #vex'ahlia de rolo #perc’ahlia #vex’ahlia #perc'ahlia children #the de rolo family #vox machina #blorbologist #I'M SORRY THIS IS SO FUCKING LONG LMAO #nova writes

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katia-dreamer · 1 year

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another gift exchange fic! This one is for @ghostofwhitestone

(contains major cr1 spoilers) featuring perc'ahlia being parents

“The extra blankets are in the-”

“Linen closet. I know,” Vesper interrupts. “Auntie Cass and Pike are here. So are the Rifleman. We’ll be fine.”

Vex looks at her daughter, and for a moment, she remembers the baby she held in her arms, so small and fragile. Then she blinks, and a teenager stands in front of her. “I know you will be.”

“I promise I’ll send a message via the sending stone if we need anything.”

“I’ll keep mine near me at all times.” Vex opens her arms, and Vesper steps into them. “I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too.”

“I think everything is finally ready to go,” Percy announces as he comes down the stairs with the last of the suitcases.

“Will you give your father a hand, Vesper?”

“Yes mama,” Vesper says and then goes over to help her father.

“I want to come!” Leona complains loudly as she appears behind Percy. Wolfe follows her, and Freddie follows close behind him. The sight makes Vex smile.

“It’s been so long since we’ve seen Keyleth. I miss her,” Wolfe adds.

“Keyleth misses you too,” Vex says. “But I promise to bring back something nice for all of you. Now, please come over here and hug me goodbye.” When her children hug her, she can’t help but notice how they've grown too. “Be good, okay?”

She lets the children go, and they go to Percy, nearly tackling him to the ground in their group embrace. A guard clears his throat, and Percy turns pink. “All right, we really should be going now, Vex.”

“We’ll make sure they behave themselves,” Cassandra says.

“We will,” Pike agrees.

After exchanging another round of goodbyes, Vex and Percy take their leave.

“Our daughter is growing up.” Vex wipes the sheen of tears from her eyes.

“She is.”

“She’ll be a good leader someday.”

“If that’s what she wants. I don’t want to pressure her into it,” he says.

“Who would take over Whitestone?”

“We have options.”

“Percy, are you implying we should have another baby?”

“Well, I mean,” he blushes. “You know what I meant.”

“I do.” And she does, but she’s been meaning to tell him this for a while, so she just goes with it. “But seriously, Percy. I have been thinking about another.”

“Really?”

“Really,” she affirms. “Is that something you’d be interested in?”

His grin turns sharp, and his eyes flash behind his spectacles. “Yes. Most definitely, yes.”

“Good.”

She kisses him, and it’s full of promise.

#cr1 #cr fanfic #katie writes things #gift exchange fic #i hope you like it at least a little bit :)#perc'ahlia #the de rolo family

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shorthaltsjester · 1 year

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the reason critical role is so good is because every campaign features at least one cast member creating a character that they intend to be doomed by the narrative and matt and the rest of the cast going don’t be an idiot, Our Love Will Undoom Them. like in the explanation of percy’s final playlist, taliesin wrote, “Cheers to a happy ending for a character intended by his creator to be karmically irredeemable. May we all be so fortunate.” and just, Yeah.

#this is particularly about like. percy vax yasha caleb beau fcg imogen #also they’re jokes but like. tary as doomed as meant to just be a fucky joke and they were like no actually he’s my best friend #and bertrand being the Epitome of cast fuckery and . they’re the bell’s hells #the undooming nature of a found family’s love cannot be beat .#critical role #the mighty nein #vox machina #bell’s hells #percival de rolo #percy de rolo #taliesin jaffe #matthew mercer #matt mercer

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blorbologist · 6 months

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the sheer DELIGHT from Laura and Tal as their graph paper child is a complete little brat and is in charge of anyone smaller than her and is the Queen of Whitestone and loves SKELETONS and is MEETING PATE

Look at Tal. He's so proud.

"You are a de Rolo."

#critical role spoilers #cr spoilers #critical role #perc'ahlia #percahlia #gwendolyn de rolo #percival de rolo #vex'#vex'ahlia #de rolo family #bell's hells

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floweroflaurelin · 6 months

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He’s very friendly in the presence of children!!

Any scene with Lady—I mean, Queen—Gwendolyn de Rolo is automatically my favourite scene 🥺🐀❤️

#critical role #critical role art #critical role fanart #critrole art #gwendolyn de rolo #pate de rolo #pâté de rolo #de rolo family #cr fanart #bells hells #critical role campaign 3 #cr c3e76 #floweroflaurelin art #critical role spoilers #cr spoilers #it was going so well until it wasn’t 😔#I was so caught up in the euphoria of a child finding Laudna Fun Scary that I lived in a world where Delilah Briarwood doesn’t exist

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chaosgenasi · 1 year

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On the good side, I think [Percy] finally at least realized that he has a family; that he wasn't alone… And I think he understands that now, because he feels very guilty and ashamed for being such a burden to his family, and that he's been screwing everything up. He's going to spend the next few episodes trying to make up for that very badly. From a place of deep shame and guilt, which is the greatest place to try and be helpful and remind everybody that you're more than a demon that tried to murder them. It'll go great. It goes great. Really helpful. He's going to be super helpful. Nothing bad is gonna happen.

#critical role #criticalroleedit #critteredit #the legend of vox machina #tlovm #tlovmedit #the legend of vox machina spoilers #tlovm spoilers #lovm spoilers #percival de rolo #taliesin jaffe #basil.gif #percy #vox machina #the red & blue was definitely 100% intentional from the beginning to symbolize percy's guilt/self-loathing #vs his desperation for growth/to help his new family. not bc i accidentally kinda made the bi flag & was like 'oh this could be fun' asdfkj

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undead-knick-knack · 1 year

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Team No Healers/No Sending

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keefechambers · 1 year

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he's having a moment (bisexually)

#percy de rolo #tlovm #vox machina #critical role #zanror #grog strongjaw #my grog what a hot family you have #vex is into it. vex would watch #tlovmedit

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hinumay · 8 months

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Because..... Cassandra de Rolo 😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌

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hayleysayshay · 2 months

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Percy and Vex’s children say something like this and Percy and Vex are like ‘aw they don’t know poverty like we do’ snd pat themselves on the back for not traumatising them. and then realise they should send their kids on a survival day out or something

Like Vesper is like ‘why haggle? Why build something yourself? Just buy it?’ And Vex and Percy have simultaneous heart attacks

#vox machina #de rolo family #perc’ahlia #percahlia #Percy de rolo #Vex’ahlia #vesper elaina de rolo #critical role

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squillflower-art · 2 years

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The best thing to happen to Whitestone ♥️💓✨

She has my whole heart 💖

#critical role #fanart #critical role spoilers #critical role art #gwendolyn de rolo #critical role campaign 3 #critical role fanart #bells hells #de rolo kids #de rolo family #tiefling #dnd #dungeons and dragons #clip studio paint #digital art

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blorbologist · 1 year

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Gwendolyn was absolutely listening in when Percy gave Fearne and Mister a gun lmao

I think we as a fandom need to consider the idea of ‘Calvin and Hobbes but it’s Gwen and her owlbear teddy’ more. Redrew parts of this og comic by Bill Waterson but with the de Rolos

Alt last panel:

#critical role #campaign 1 #vox machina #percy de rolo #percival de rolo #gwendolyn de rolo #de rolo family #perc'ahlia #percahlia #does it count as perc'ahlia if it deals with one of their kids and papa Percy? NKTRGNGKRTN #pls I slaved over this silly joke #calvin and hobbes #im just combining my beloved childhood Thing with my hyperfixation! it's fun and good practice

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andi-o-geyser · 1 year

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Percy de Rolo and Keyleth of the Air Ashari my beloveds, my dearest companions, my comfort pair, nobody does it like them. They are the basis of what all friendships should be, they are the fucking blueprint, they show how meaningful profound affection in different forms other than romantic is, they are best friends, they are siblings, they are the platonic ideal of platonic ideals, they are soulmates, they have matching earrings, they are both massive nerds, they gift handmade jewellery to each other, they are the exact opposites, they are so similar, they are sunshine and shadow, they are nature and science, they are all the elements of the universe working together, they are creators, they are leaders afraid of their destinies, they care incredibly deeply about everybody around them, they are fuckups, they try to learn and grow, they argue, they fight, they hug and make up and never hold it against one another, they joke and drink and are always there for each other, they have died and been revived and brought each other back from the brink, they have met the gods themselves and still know that the connection between each other is worth more than divinity itself will ever be, they have fought monsters and titans and their greatest fears together and have come out the other side broken and battered but stronger for it, they are brother and sister, they are siblings-in-law, they are the epitome of chosen family on all possible levels, they will live through their lifetimes and legacies, they are love itself.

#can you tell that they're my favourites #i am. in my feels for them #chosen family who didn't grow up together like pike and grog or vex and vax but siblings nonetheless with contrasting aesthetics?#sign me the fuck up #vox machina is just a group of siblings and they all have such amazing relationships but they're all so different and special i just aaaaaaa #dont you get it they're not even friends theyre WORSE THEYRE A FAMILY #SAYS PERCY TO KEYLETH #AAAAAAAJJSJDKFHJSLDJHKSSKJHLSH #back on my bullshit with percy and kiki brainrot but i do not care because i love them #they mean so so SO much to me #very sad we haven't seen them being besties in tlovm #but here's hoping they'll maybe build that up in s3? who knows #critical role #cr1 #vox machina #percy and kiki #percy de rolo #keyleth #percival fredrickstein von musel klossowski de rolo iii #keyleth of the air ashari #andis thought geyser

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