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YN POV
We make our way to Vasselheim by entering the line of civilians who are going to Vasselheim. Whatever lies in Vasselheim, its our best chance to get help. Only questions is, will they really help us?
Percy: Remember, we're not here as tourists. We need to find allies to fight the conclave.
Pike: I have a good feeling about this place Percy, don't worry.
Right when we were about to enter, the guard stopped us.
Guard: Oi, state your business.
Percy: Good sir, I am Lord Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III, and I require an audience with the Dawn marshals-
Rob: Well, my names Rob and I require a sandwich. You're holding up the line.
Percy: (Chuckles.) You don't understand. I have diplomatic credentials- oof!
YN: (Shoves Percy away.) What my Glass man friend is trying to say we seek to speak with the council of Vasselheim or whoever is in charge here.
Rob: Oh, well why didn't you say so?
YN: Noblemen, am I right?
Rob: Go yo the Platinum Sanctuary and find 'em yourself. Now, g'day.
Grog: Um, did he say "bidet"?
He let us pass but stops Vex and Trinket.
Rob: Oh, and the bear waits-
Vex: (Roll her eyes.) Wait outside, yes, we know.
Vex then joins us while Trinket stays behind and Percy was a bit depressed.
Percy: That usually works.
Vex: (Smiles.) Of course, darling. I'm sure it happens to all the nobles.
YN: (Scoffs.) Welcome to my reality.
3rd POV
Soon they enter Vasselheim and they were all amazed by the entire place.
YN: Man, this place looks nice.
Keyleth: (To towns people.) Good day. G'day. G'day.
Stranger: Hello.
Grog: (Smiles.) Oh, bidet. Bidet. Oh, bidet.
Furry cat dude: (Scoffs.) Oh, tourest.
Scanlan: Yikes, lots of temples and no brothels. You're telling me people choose to live here?
Keyleth: Almost every Prime Deity is represented. The Wildmother, oh, the Stormlord.
Pike: The Lawbearer.
YN: Huh, cool names. We should visit sometimes if the conclave weren't in our doorstep.
Percy: The Dawn Marchals head each temple and decide what Vasselheim will or will not do. With my expertise in statecraft, I can negotiate terms that will-
Pike: All due respect, we saw your statecraft back at the gate. These are priest, this is a temple. Oh, who's standing right in front of you? Yeah, me, a holy person. (Smirk.) I got this.
YN: As long as they speak English than gibberish. No offense Percy.
Once the guards allowed them to enter the council room, the council are having a small conversation until Pike speaks up.
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Legend Of Vox Machina//Witcher malereader
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...
