#fenthras

[hotcupofdragons]

"I can fix you, make you whole again. And all I need from you, is your heart." My heart? My heart is someone else's.

THE LEGEND OF VOX MACHINA (2022-) S02E08 | "Echo Tree"

[onyxbird]

In Critical Role Campaign 1, does anyone understand why someone made a bow that grows a tree out of creatures it kills???

It just seems like a very odd quirk that doesn't seem generally useful. It doesn't come into play until the fight is over, and you probably don't get much of a choice where your baby tree ends up located even if generating baby trees is generally desirable to the wielder. Have they ever revealed any sort of backstory, like that this weapon was created by someone fighting deforestation by literally killing the perpetrators and fertilizing the new growth with their corpses or something?

[sad-eyes-art]

Fenthras, Wrath of the Fey Warden

Type: Vestige of Divergence

Rarity: Legendary

"A longbow made of everbark taken from the Feywild..."

Project organized by @artists-guild-of-exandria

[criticalpolls]

Part One will consist of Vestiges found by Vox Machina and will be judged by its Exalted state. Below is a link to each Vestiges page on Encyclopedia Exandria, if you need a refresher on it's abilities. This poll is basically asking, which of these items do you think is the best to bring into a high level battle?

Cabal's Ruin

Deathwalker's Ward

Fenthras

Mythcarver

Plate of the Dawnmartyr

Spire of Conflux

Titanstone Knuckles

Whisper

[criticalbeauregard]

the tlovm s3 trailer has me so fucking hyped. i am going to be riding the high of that single frame of j'mon sa ord for the next month.

[last-of-the-lot]

Okay so I have been obsessed with EPIC for a while now, and I was scrolling recently and found this little snippet floating around. Looking at the person made me think of Vex'ahlia from Critical Role, which immediately made me think of a Critical Role/Epic AU.

But instead of the normal dynamic of Odysseus and Penelope my brain immediately defaulted to Percy being the one waiting at home and making this challenge to the suitors to string Vex's old bow. And like... I don't argue with my brain when it comes to creativity. Then it started to snowball. I do not need to write an AU right now, but it won't leave my head.

Oooooh I have so many thoughts.

[fenthrasandbluefeather]

“Tell me where it hurts.” (from elaina)

"Ugh... everything." Vex'ahlia took a deep breath, putting her bow down as she limped her way over to the healers seat. After the battle all of them were hurt and hurting, Vax was being tended to by another cleric that seemed familiar with Pike and only on Percy's assistance had she searched out a healer herself, wanting to make sure her brother was tended to, though Vex swayed on her feet and clearly needed medical attention. The woman seemed vaguely familiar and something ached inside her chest upon seeing her standing at the back of the tents, tending to other fighters. Vex knew she had a cracked rib and twisted ankle, moving and breathing were both equally painful, a serious cut ran from her forehead over her temple that hadn't stopped bleeding and a knife wound bled into the fur over her exposed arm... she would need to think about getting proper armor, this seemed to happen way too often. "I'm sorry, I don't want to seem ungreatful... it's been a very long day. Thank you for helping us."

[art-of-vox-machina]

THE LEGEND OF VOX MACHINA | Fenthras Bow Design

By Unknown

[augentrust]

if percy reclaimed that main bedroom for use, the witches are about to wake up two of the most paranoid and dangerous people alive

[fenthrasandbluefeather]

Winter's Crest was one of her favorite holidays, though Vex'ahlia would never admit it. It reminded her of Byroden, of days spent with her mother and brother, cutting decorations from the clothes that were still left over from her mothers work as a seamstress. It was finding little things to gift to her brother, it meant a fire in the middle of the town square and hot cider sweetened with honey. When Vax and herself were still on their own, traveling and trying to make ends meet she would always find a little wrapped trinket in on her pillow, the small hunting knife she used, the copper bear on a leather cord dangling from her belt, arrows, bow wax, strings. Mostly practical things but Vex liked pretty things and he knew. It was pleasant, but they never conciously celebrated after leaving Syngorn... and in that cursed city they'd never much enjoyed the cold and formal dinners they had to sit through. This year it felt different, the holiday spirit was high in all of Tal'dorei and Emon seemed to be the focus point on Winter's Crest, they werent alone anymore and their friends were in high spirits, drinking and causing trouble as they usually did. She laughed with them, drank plenty herself, but when her brother started a drinking contest with Scanlan and Pike, Vex felt a certain sting inside her chest. She was no stranger to melancholy, but something about this picture was painful... unsure if it was her brother, the joy or her simply missing their mother on these days wasn't discernable, all the huntress knew was that the room suddenly felt too stuffy, too small and she had to get out to clear her head. Sneaking away was easy enough, quiet feet and the revelry of the tavern around them allowed her to blend into the background and slip out the door, where winter air filled her lungs and helped clear her head. Vex leaned back against the wall looking out towards the town. Lights still burned in some of the houses, each of those representing a life, small tufts of white flakes started falling from the sky and would soon blanket the earth. The snow would stay, she could smell the change within the air and the trees and grass longed for their winter blanket... "Keyleth!" Vex had her hand on her knife in seconds, spun around and stopping half in motion still as the familair flame haired ashari had appeared behind her, unnoticed. A sigh and her hand rubbed over her face, she really needed to get a grip if her senses started to slack. Still, Vex couldn't help but smile back at her, posture loosening again, now that she was sure there weren't any dangers around, just a friendly face who had come to check on her. "Don't go sneaking up on people like this, Darling. They might be genuinely happy to see you." The half-elf shot her one of her irresistable winks usually reserved for merchants that fell into the trap of haggling and flirting with her. Vex could be incredibly charming if she wanted to and Keyleth found herself on the other end of that flirtatious behavoir. At Kiki's behest she looked upwards, her eyes finding nothing but drifting snow, then they raised higher and saw twigs tied together with small red ribbons, she chuckled. "I did hear breaking tradition was considered bad luck, too." She stood still, letting Keyleth make her own moves. Her lips were soft against the huntress, she hummed, eyes closing. Vex knew how to enjoy a kiss and it was made better that there was a certain fondness for the Ashari growing.

"Darling, if you don't want to break traditions, you have to commit to doing things right and not by halfs." Vex'ahlia gave her an easy sort of smile, her hand brushed along her cheek and jawline then cradled the back of her head. "Don't you pass out on me, Kiki." She whispered, her best impression of her brothers subtle, darker tone as she pulled the Air ashari close, meeting her lips with gentle pressure, not wanting to let that half kiss, half nothing stand on itself. Besides, flustering Keyleth? Well, that was just fun.

@fenthrasandbluefeather asked: [ mistletoe ] a playful or romantic kiss under a mistletoe

the keep hadn't been decorated too much for winter's crest, but keyleth could feel the spirit of the long awaited holiday for much of tal'dorei. and it was where vox machina found themselves at a tavern deep in the city of emon, all of them enjoying some ale and some good conversation. grog was currently causing chaos with a few other larger statured creatures in part of the tavern, vax was currently deep in a drinking contest with pike and scanlan, and percy was sipping at his wine. ever the classy one, he was. keyleth shook her head adoringly at her friends before attempting to find vex. scanning the room, she didn't quite find her until she spotted her as the front door to the tavern opened, a flash of blue catching her eyes in the distance.

keyleth took one last look towards her friends before she excused herself, though she was sure her friends didn't even quite hear her as she slipped away and out the front door due to them breaking out into a fit of laughter as they put down their tankards. the front entrance to the tavern was under a small wooden awning, protecting them from the elements. " i wondered where you slipped off to, " keyleth said, pulling her cloak a bit further around herself to shield herself from the chill of the cool air that threatened to seep into her bones. " i missed you in there. " it didn't quite feel entirely right when they weren't fully together. keyleth offered vex a small smile, a blush ever present on her cheeks. she blamed the cool air making her cheeks turn red, and if that excuse didn't pan out, then she'd sooner blame the ale.

" look, vex. " it looked at first as if she was pointing to the falling snow, but she attempted to guide vex's line of vision to the mistletoe that was hanging right above them. " we can't break tradition, right? i heard it's bad luck, and ... we already have enough of that. " there was a shy, awkward laugh at the words, tucking some of her auburn hair behind her ear. " please don't kill me for this, " keyleth said with a small smile, turning more towards the ranger. the druid leaned in quickly and placed a small peck to vex's lips that was mostly pressed to the corner of vex's mouth than anything. it could be passed off as a kiss between friends - could be passed off as anything, really. but as she pulled away, the blush on her cheeks deepened and she chewed on her bottom lip nervously. " that was okay, right? sorry, i -- " keyleth paused. " i'm going to shut up now. "

* ― 𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬. [ accepting ]

[tiamat-zx]

I’ve just realized why it’s a good thing that Keyleth didn’t get her vestige yet.

Because Raishan would have been prepared for it.

She openly stated, “You think I’d have helped you acquire these vestiges if they’d be a threat to me?”

She pulled all their strings, made them dance as she wanted, both to get them to fracture and to use them for her own ends.

She showed no fear against the Plate of the Dawnmartyr, knowing that transferring herself into Thordak’s corpse gives her new flame breath necrotic properties that would overload and blow out the plate, thus rendering it harmless. And in the process, Pike was put out of commission, thus removing Vox Machina’s healer from the board.

Her undead body felt no pain, thus ruling out the various elemental properties of Fenthras, the sonic slashes of Mythcarver, and even the thunderous might of the Titanstone Knuckles, neutralizing anything that Vex, Scanlan, or Grog could have done.

She easily held Vax in place in spite of the Deathwalker’s Ward granting him speed and flight, and easily could have done him in.

And even if they had retrieved Cabal’s Ruin… any redirected magic would have been useless as she would have been unfazed.

She even intentionally baited Keyleth into killing her original form, knowing how vengeful she was.

She had everything calculated to be in her favor.

…except for one thing.

She didn’t anticipate Keyleth seeking out the other Ashari, or for her to unlock her earth elemental form.

Nor did she anticipate Keyleth baiting Raishan herself into reducing “herself” and her old body to ashes. Once she did that, those diseased ashes were able to be “reclaimed” back into the earth… and redistributed back to her undead form thanks to Keyleth’s earth elemental form serving as an anchor keeping them connected.

In other words, Keyleth utilized all she had learned across three seasons to outlast and ultimately outwit… or rather, dare I say, DECEIVE the Deceiver.

And now she’s nothing more than a DECEASED Deceiver. All because she woefully underestimated Keyleth’s persistence, cleverness, tenacity, and natural strength.

She called her a “child”.

She really shouldn’t have.

Because now, all of her plotting and planning to escape her curse… amounted to nothing.

And thus nature took its course and finished the job.

Hail to the fucking Tempest.

[warmer-gaze]

Vex with Fenthras, for #2 of Draw Everything June! (pose from @adorkastock)

[curapicas]

It's not lost on me that Syldor thinks Vex is coming to be praised for what he thinks is her highest accomplishment (acquiring Fenthras), meanwhile her speech is a clear indicator of her mental state since it's a direct callback to THIS

makes me insane that she walked into that conversation feeling rock bottom. Makes me twice as insane that when she felt like that was when she really related to her asshole dad's feelings. The layers on this implication, god

It's in the way Vex's first instinct when crushed by grief was to run away and be on her own. It's in the way Syldor didn't let anything stop him from metaphorically doing the same

[blorbologist]

"Darling? I - I don't think I made the right choice."

Love me an AU where Vex accepted Saundor's offer and Angst ensues

(Don't think about the vulnerability to fire damage and the massive fire dragon controlling Emon, don't think about it, don't think about it -)

@percahliaweek Day 2: Darkness / Legacy

Closeup for Extra Pain under the cut!

Look I know everyone and their mother has done Saundor!Vex AUs but some Thoughts for this one:

Vex did give Saundor her heart... and then she and VM killed him anyways. So now she's fae-ish and without a heart, and crying for what she lost.

Given she gave in to Saundor's offer she and VM potentially head back to Syngorn to show off Fenthras. When Syldor still doesn't grant her much respect, Vex is Kinda Fucked Up that she gave up so much for next to nothing. (This delay also means VM might show up a touch too late to the RAGE fight. Make of that what you will.)

Probably dies Bad in the Thordak fight and needs another ritual then, no simple Revivify when you're a burnt twig.

Percy (and Keyleth, and Vax) potentially trying to find a way to help her regrow her heart, ft. Whitestone's Widow's Garden.

[crithaus]

It's old but it's all I have ready and prepared for this Valentine's day so it'll have to do.

Witness my 2 year old musing on what exactly would happen if perc'ahlia went evil a la Percy being the Briarwood's little pet and them turning him and he makes a pact with orthax instead of just being possessed a little, and Saundor not being fucking weird about giving Vex his powers but corrupting her anyway (but not being fucking weird about it), and like his heart is fenthras and a cavalcade of corruption, her own heart feeds into her own corruption manifesting as the rotten bloom at her core yet corrupt or no it is still Percy's, and his own black heart belongs to her.

I wanted to make a standee of this but I'm diseased and have to redraw the art first before I deign to do that so y'know maybe but I do intend to flesh this idea out a lil more at some point l