The Dragon Hybrids of Vox Machina

The Terror of Tal'Dorei Part 1

Elenwe's POV

Our party were in another tavern in Emon, sitting around a table and currently in a drinking contest with each other, the crowd around us were excited as they watch us chug the ale in our tankards.

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" they chant but as expected, Grog finishes first with my brother and I coming in second. I laugh, with Keyleth looking like she was going to barf - I made a mental note to stay well out of her way if that happened. I saw some coin purses change hands - I had a feeling some people bet on me, Grog and Elros winning this thing. Grog, Elros and I slam our tankards onto the table as Grog celebrates his win.

"No one's managed to beat my brother and I in draining a tankard so many times before. *wipes his mouth* Good job big guy, respect," Elros says.

"Grog wins, again with Elenwe and Elros coming in second." Percy says before sipping his wine as the crowd walks away.

"Oh, f*ck me, why do we always get into drinking games with a guy twice our size and a pair of twins with draconic ancestry?" Vax asks.

"Because it's the fastest way to get drunk obviously," his sister replies.

"Who's drunk? Not me! I'm great! I think we should go to another ba-*she gags as her cheeks puff out* Another-" Keyleth says before my brother grabs my arm.

"Mount Keyleth is about to blow." He whispers, before pulling me further away from the Air Ashari as said Ashari turns to the side of the table and lost her stomach onto the ground.

"*doing her best to help* Didn't you only have one ale? *Gags as her cheeks puff out* So chunky!" Pike says, both my brother and I groaning in disgust, slightly covering our noses and feeling bad for Keyleth. Man, that girl couldn't hold her booze.

"Remind me not to introduce to the strong stuff back home if we ever get there," I say and my twin nods in agreement, before an Orc walks by, stepping in Keyleth's expelled stomach contents and he gives a groan of disgust.

"Hey, watch it b*tch!" the Orc says before pushing Keyleth away and both Elros and I growl in warning as he and Grog glare angrily at the Orc as he walks away. Both he and the Goliath stand up, ready for a fight.

"You watch it, d*ck-nose!" Grog says.

"What he said!" my brother says as he points at Grog.

"Easy, Grog, Elros," I say as I gently pull my twin back to his seat and Pike held Grog back while supporting Keyleth.

"We don't waste our time on talking @$$holes, remember?" The holy Gnome says, but she and I were glaring after the Orc and Elros grumbles as he crosses his arms and Grog hums as he retakes his seat, Elros following his lead in sitting back in his own seat.

"Oi, Tavernkeeper! Another round for Vox Machina and the Dragon Twins! The greatest band of Mercenaries in all the realm!" Vex requests and I agree with a "HERE, HERE!" barely glancing at the Orc who had insulted Keyleth. The same Orc then laughs, catching our attention as both my brother and I glare at him angrily.

"The Dragon Twins are indeed among the greatest, but Vox Machina? I heard you can't even rescue a cow from a flaming barn! *sets down his tankard as his party laughs and both Elenwe and Elros growl, flexing their claws in anger about what he was saying about their friends* Vox Machina! What a f*cking joke!" he says as he takes a drink and my brother looks ready to explode in anger and he starts to set his feet so he can get up and take care of him.

"Don't worry Ros, I got this," Vax assured him, getting up from the table and headed over to where the Orc was sitting, sticking a dagger in his table.