#(( also catch me being blind to Vox Machina aside from 'dnd shenans' but i am Willing To Know About This Man *flips a table* ))

[canon-fcdder]

heartheaded: 

𝄇𝄋𝄋𝄆 > ❝Listen, this isn’t really that big of a deal, is it? Tell you what–call me when there’s another dragon to slay……… or lay. I’m open to suggestions, but for now–we have to get our coin somehow, and only Scanlan can light up this drab and dank city square, so if you’d excuse me.❞

The gnome told his current companion as he hopped up on the center fountain, tuning his lute. As every good minx should, he flattens back his hair and starts letting loose a fast and soft melody, more of a ballad. He seems to be scatting for now, until he can come up with something which, knowing him wouldn’t be long at all.

「 ☆ 」    The bard’s suggestive nonchalance reminds Taako of a former traveling companion, prone to similar... quips. Although they couldn’t be more different than night and day when it came to how they carry themselves. One a dwarven cleric, weathered and war-weary, a bit on the  ❛  crunchy  ❜  side with his devotion to natural world. Clumsy and a tad oblivious at times, but dependable when it matters. If a bit bullheaded, when he didn’t feel like going with the flow of a situation. And the other— is this. A gnomic bard, pristine and posturing, seemingly devoted to the needs of the people rather than the plants. Grace in words and movement, with what seems to be a sharp mind to match his sharp tongue. Then again, it could be a ruse...

One can always paint themselves as smarter than they truly are, much like how Taako often plays the part of the fool. Not quite as glamorous a role, but a necessary one... and if he’s being honest, far more FUN than constant seriousness.

Hence his bemused smile as he returns the playful comment,  ❝ Firstly, kudos to the wordplay. Seriously, good stuff.  ❞  Pointing a finger gun at the gnome, he then claps his hands in front of himself, allowing his smile to slip as he adds,  ❝ However, I’m not sure you understand the definition of a  ❛  big deal  ❜. Because I’d consider being broke as Hell, one of those.  ❞  Not to say that he doubted they’d gather some coin— wealth has a way of making itself to Taako’s pockets, one way or another —but it’s still a daunting task to start with not even a breadcrumb to their name.  ❝ And that’s a cute little ditty you have going on there—  ❞

Resting a hand on his slim hip, other one motions at Scanlan’s musical weapon of choice,  ❝  But I’m not convinced we WON’T end up needing to go fisticuffs with a dragon just to get a decent meal and beds that aren't already occupied by bugs. Drab and dank as this place may be darling, it still doesn’t look cheap.  ❞  Sitting down on the fountain, giving the performer a fair bit of space to command his stage, Taako crosses one leg over the other,  ❝ Do you really think these sour-faced suckers are going to cough up some coin?  ❞  

He looks more curious than condescending; having been a fellow performer himself in the past— still considering himself one NOW, if he’s being honest —and wondering how adept Scanlan is at drawing in ( and winning over ) an audience.   「 ☆ 」