In a magical realm called Exandria is a group of mercenaries called Vox Machina. They're misfits turned mercenaries for hire taking jobs in Tal'Dorei. However, they're not the greatest mercenaries or the top hundred. But despite all that, they're no...
This chapter will feature a language that I just made up for my character and his people. Try and translate with small guesses.
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In Vasselheim, Vox Machina walks the city streets to a temple...
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Pike: The Temple of Palda'lor the Great.
Vax: Why are we visiting a temple nobody goes to?
Ren: The guard at the front gate did mention that Paldalorians besides me often visit the city. And Osysa told us they were based near Vasselheim. This is the one place Paldalorians would go to.
Scanlan: So we're hoping that we'll find Paldalorians? How can they help us when many others we asked declined?
Ren: Dragon hunting is in the Paldalorian religion. They will be willing to help us.
Grog: But how long do we have to for Paldalorians to get-
Vex: *Interrupts and points in front of her* There's one.
There they see a Paldalorian exit the temple.
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The Paldalorian sees Vox Machina stare at them. Through impulse, they ran to the cliff of the temple.
Vex: Stop!
They chase for them, and suddenly, the Paldorian fires the crossbow attached to their right wrist, and the arrow hits Grog's shoulder.
Grog: *Groans in pain* Fuck!
The Paldalorian then jumps off the cliff.
Pike: No!
The group looks down from the cliff to see the Paldorian riding on their wyvern that appears like a fox...
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