( A/n: This took longer then I thought. I hope you enjoy.)
Krieg: FUCK! All of our mercenaries were slaughtered like lambs. I state my case again, Sovereign Uriel sends our army to challenge whatever this fiend is before it decimates the entire kingdom.
Fince: Perhaps we have been ill-advised in our strategy, sire. I propose we attempt to capture the beast and use it as a weapon against our enemies.
Allura: I must object, Sir Fince. We don't even know what the creature is. Demon? Elemental? And how do you propose we capture it?
Uriel: Lady Allura is right-
Fince: But sire-
Uriel: (cuts him off) I will not send our remaining army beyond the city walls until we know who or what our enemy is. We must find more mercenaries.
Fince: And where, might I ask? The Torian Butchers are butchered, the Murder Hobos murdered, the Death Dealers are all dead.
Uriel: Then find someone worthy! Do not rest until you bring me the greatest band of mercenaries in all of Tal'Dorei!
Meanwhile at a Tavern
Crowd: CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!
Grog, Vex, Vax, Pike, and Keyleth are chugging ale and Percy is watching them while sipping on wine.
Grog then slams his mug down.
Grog: That's right! Who's the best? YEAH!
Percy: Grog wins... Again.
Vax: Fuck me. Why do we always play drinking games with a guy twice our size?
Vex: Because it's the fastest way to get drunk, obviously.
Keyleth: (a bit tipsy) Who's drunk? Not me. I'm great. I think we should go to another... another...
Keyleth then vomits on to the ground and Pike pulls her hair back.
Pike: Didn't you only have one ale? (gags) Oh. So chunky.
An Half-Orc then walks by getting the puke on his shoes.
Half-Orc: Watch it bitch.
He then pushes Keyleth
Grog: (angry and gets up from his chair) Hey! You watch it, dicknose!
Pike: Easy, Grog. We don't waste our time on talking assholes, remember.
Grog then sits back down and grumbles.
Vex: Oi, tavern keep. Another round for Vox Machina, the greatest band of mercenaries in all the realm.
Half-Orc: The greatest? I heard you couldn't even rescue a cow from a burning barn. "Vox Machina." What a fucking joke. I even heard you lot, pick up some freak of a kid as well.
The Half-Orc and his group then laugh at them. But what really irritated them was when they called Y/n a freak since they were told about the discrimination of the Faunus from Y/n and how he had to deal with it growing up. Vax then gets up and walks to their table, pulls a dagger out and stabs the table.
Vax: Let's keep things civil, friend. We're not looking for trouble.
Half-orc: Oh, I'll bet you ain't (The half orc Grabs Vax by the collar) Everyone knows you're a bunch of pathetic losers who can't get a fucking job. Look at your scrawny ass. Too weak to tickle your own pickle.
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The Silver Reaper & Vox Machina: Legend Of Vox Machina Male reader
AdventureY/n Rose is transported from his world of Remnant to the world Exandria. Where he meets a band of misfits and assholes who called themselves Vox Machina. Will Y/n find his way back to his world? Only time will tell. I don't own anything except my OC...
