Kathalina de la Luna born into a wealthy family in the Dwendalian Empire. However, her life is upended when she is forced to flee watching her family home burn to the ground. A few years after, tragedy strikes once more, killing her husband and being separated from her new born child. Join her as she and her trusted swordsman to uncover deep mysteries and team up with a shady band.

Cecilia is a assassin and a member of Vox machina. Her short silky black hair and porcelain skin gives her the beauty that catch's everyone's eye but there's one problem, she's blind. She was born blind and her mother abandoned her due to this. She was later adopted by an assassin that trained her in sword fighting, when he died she left and became a mercenary. She later met a band called Vox machina, she joins them and go on odd jobs but after getting kicked out of a tavern they decide to separate and Cecilia knew she'd be alone again. Until they find a job that could set them for life but can they handle it? Read to find out. Percy x oc

Placed Reverently in the Shrine Corner of the Eclipse Inn This story was delivered by a quiet traveler who claimed the Raven Queen herself guided their steps. Two souls intertwined, two fates bound together - a tale steeped in devotion, death, and the divine. It now sits safely among the Inn's sacred shelves. Thank you Matt and Critical Role for these amazing opportunities to play in their worlds and write in the here's for many more to come! - Inscribed by Griffin, Innkeeper and Occasional Death‑Lore Enthusiast

Vex vessar and Vaxildan Vessar & His childhood Best friend Yukio Has been Inseparable since they were kids. But When Vax and Vex are forced to live with their Father Syldor Vessar, The

"I thought all my life that these shadows and memories haunted me. I have learned through you that they are my greatest power... use yours to power your fire, Caleb." Rhaynira Thelyss grew up in the Kryn Dynasty alongside her brother, Essek. However, fear and power forced her away from the life she knew. Ten years later, making ends meet in a traveling carnival, she will soon discover that fate has different plans for her as she is thrown in jail with several strangers, including a wizard with a past darker than her own. Critical Role owns the characters and story of the Mighty Nein. All credits go to the creators. Mature themes will be in the book as they are in the series. Reader discretion is advised.

"You have chaos in your soul and lightening in your veins. You, my dear, were made for wild, magical things." -Erin Matlock Sora Tristan was a mistake. Her father told her everyday. Brimscythe was a dragon, posing as the human General Krieg Tristan. No one was supposed to know his true identity until it was too late...but he got sloppy. He slept with a human and sired a child, born with blue scales that matched his own. He would have killed her...but her mother agreed to become his wife and help him hide his true identity, so long as he spade her daughter's life. Following a failed escape attempt, Brimscythe slaughtered Sora's mother and locked her away in his lair. She thought she would be trapped there for the rest of her days...until she was discovered by Vox Machina. She helped them to kill her father, and save Emon. And in return, they gave her the one thing she's always wanted; a home and a true family. Now she is their sorcerer, drawing her powers from her father's abilities that he passed onto her. But little did Sora realize, Emon was just the beginning of his evil plan, and he was not the last dragon the party would face. The Chroma Conclave would come for their world, and it would be up to Sora and her friends to stop them. As if this situation weren't complicated enough, Sora finds herself developing feelings for a certain half-elf, who has trials and tribulations of his own to navigate. Will their love survive the battles that await them? Will they?

Caduceus has had the same dream for a few weeks now; a familiar grave of a tiefling he never met and the life that The Wildmother placed over that grave. So familiar was the flora on that grave in the dreams that Caduceus could easily name them all on a whim. And then the dream shifts: There's a heartbeat. A breath. A struggle. The Wildmother calls to Caduceus, pulling him towards that grave once more, where her work is centered trying to bring forth another life. No, not bring forth - bring back. With a gasp and a panicked scramble, a lavender tiefling pulled himself from the dirt. Freeing himself from the earth's clutches in a desperate escape. He is blank, an empty slate of a person except for one word that screams in his head. A word screamed, called, laughed, and spoken by so many different voices that vie for attention in the confused tiefling's mind - Molly He doesn't know how he is exactly or what he was doing in the earth but he can only suppose that Molly is his name and that the cloak over his grave is his too. He's not quite sure how, but he knows that somewhere out there, people are waiting for him. He has no idea where they are or how to find them but he'll be damned if that stops him. With only a single tarot card, a small letter giving him some clues, and an open road before him, he sets off to figure out who exactly he left behind. WARNING: Spoilers, cannon-typical violence, alcohol usage, language, and mature themes. (AKA, there's angst) WARNING: Short book about the reunion of the Mighty Nein as they find their old friend (that means this is cute, lovable, fluffy, and adorable). I don't own art, characters, or any of that. I'm just a fanfiction writer who's trying to console the heartbreak of losing the great Mollymauk Tealeaf. Long may he reign.

"What bobbles have you fashioned for tonight my love?" Molly leaned against the work bench with a soft smile. Zella raised her goggles, beaming up at him as she held up the small mechanical robot bugs. "Something eye catching.." she traced over one of the eye tattoos on Molly's arm and gave him a kiss. "...the crowd'll love it. If they love it half as much as I love you, well, then we'll be in business."

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❝𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥.❞ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩; 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭, 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵.