In the throne room, Allura and Uriel look at Vox Machina pissed while they were surrounded by guards with spears pointing at them.
Uriel: You've ruined our banquet, assaulted political allies, and risked the security of the realm. Throw them in irons!
Guards were about to arrest them as they protested and were about to resist.
Allura: Sovereign, it's been a very long evening. I will see that they are properly punished.
Uriel: *Scoffs* See that you do. *Walks away*
Vex: Allura, something is very wrong with Uriel. He's under the Briarwoods' influence, I can feel it.
Allura: That is a considerable accusation. Do you have proof?
Vex: No. But I can get it. I just need time to access to-
Ren: *Interrupts* Sylas is a vampire. He used his manipulation ability to ensure Uriel wouldn't be suspicious about Whitestone.
Allura: I find that to be difficult to believe.
Ren: He almost drained Vax's blood, he's incredibly fast, and he reacts more to light and my starsteel.
Allura: Emon owes you a debt, but that does not mean you are above the law. Though perhaps Uriel is being too brash. Until this is resolved, you are hereby confined to your keep under house arrest.
The group then tries to protest about the house arrest.
Grog: How can you arrest a house?
Pike: Okay. Thank you, Lady Allura.
Ren: But if we're going to be confined to our keep, can you at least supply us with a few herbs and medical items? After all, we are heavily injured.
Allura: *Sighs in defeat* Very well. I'll also convene a formal inquiry at once. Your fate will be determined once we hear the Briarwoods' side of the story. *Leaves the room* If they'll even speak to us anymore.
[At the Keep]
Vox Machina was brought to their keep, guards were tying up Trinket and Norm to a tree. Trinket growls while Norm is as oblivious as an ostrich.
While inside the Keep, guards were taking Vox Machina's weapons, including Scanlan's lute.
Scanlan: *Tries to get it back* Get your filthy hands off my instrument!
Jarett: The more you resist, the longer this will take.
Scanlan: You're letting Ren keep his armor and I can't keep my lute.
Jarett: He is a Paldalorian. We can't get him to take off the armor even if we force him to.
Ren: Plus, I'm... I'm not wearing anything underneath.
Everyone then looks at Ren awkwardly.
Jarett: His armor stays on, but we are taking your lute.
Scanlan: Come on, man. It's not a weapon! I just want to serenade the group!
Vax: Then you're doing us a favor.
Jarett: Your belongings will be returned if you are exonerated. All points of egress to this compound are being surveilled. If you attempt to escape, you will be executed.
Vax: Are you fucking joking?
Jarett: I do not joke. I advise that you sit tight and wait for the sovereign's inquiry.
He begins to leave with the other guards.
Grog: And what, we're just supposed to sit here?
Jarett: You have the run of your keep. I'm sure you will find something to entertain yourselves.
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The Paldalorian [The Legend of Vox Machina X OC]
FanfictieIn 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...