3rd POV
Hours have passed since Vox Machina returned home from their journey. Now they're rebuilding their home.
Percy hand mostly recovered thanks to Pike and made a new weapon.
Others are at the kitchen including trinket. Grog place a new door for the kitchen, but ends up dropping it and hurt his foot.
Grog: Ow! (Groan.) I hate doors.
Pike: I gotcha, buddies. (Heals Grog foot.)
Grog: (Smiles.) Aw, thanks, Pikey!
Grog hugs her tight enough that she's losing oxygen.
Pike: Okay. I can't really breath so...
Just then Scanlan enters with a smilskip
Scanlan: Ha ha! My masterpiece is complete! The epic story of our adventure. The dragon, the vampires, the cyclops I vanquished.
Vax: What cyclops?
Scanlan: Oh, I may have taken me artistic license.
YN: Nah, ya just gotta find a giant monster and poke one of its eyes out and then it'll be a cyclops.
Scanlan: Uh maybe later.
Percy: (Chuckles.) Wonderful, Scanlan. Looking forward to read it.
Scanlan: (Scoffs and smirk.) Read it? This tale is too great for a lousy book. No, our legend shall be told. (Grabs his lute.) 🎶 In soooong! 🎶
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Legend Of Vox Machina//Witcher malereader (On Hold Until Season 3)
FanfictionA witcher who fought in the wild hunt with his brother. Fought a witch but soon was pushed in the portal. Soon he meets a familiar monster and see an unknown group fighting it but he finished it off by himself. But little did he know, that he's i...