This is my carrd for my Critical Role kins to help more clearly communicate my timelines as they vary greatly. For more information go to the pages!

if there is an x after the timeline description, that is a link to a memory page that goes more in-depth.

campaign one

campaign two

campaign three

general exandria universe

non-exandria

Canon, Vax was a trans man. x

Canon, had a 6th child after Gwen.

Canon compliant until the end of campaign, divergent children and Keyleth had a daughter. x

The Legend of Vox Machina canon. x

Roleswap with Vax, champion of the Raven Queen. x

Polymachina, had many children.

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Canon, I was a trans man. x

Canon divergent, I came back and lived out a life with Keyleth and our three children. x

Dæmon AU. My dæmon was a white-winged vampire bat named Arialka.

The Legend of Vox Machina canon.

Modern AU. x

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Canon, had a relationship with Percy and Vex post-campaign. x

Canon divergent, had a daughter named Vilya. x

Vexleth. x

The Legend of Vox Machina canon.

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Mostly canon compliant, married to Kaylie.

Turned into a vampire AU. x

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Canon.

Druid, different siblings, died and came back. x

Cleric of the Raven Queen. Raised by Polymachina. x

Monk of the Cobalt Soul. Consecuted and went on a journey to Xhorhas.

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The Legend of Vox Machina canon.

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Canon.

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Noncanon child of Vax'ildan and Keyleth. x

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Canon, different children. x

The Magnus Archives AU. I was the Archivist. x

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Canon compliant, had Caleb/Bren's child but was separated from him and never told Caleb. x

Mighty Nein AU. I swapped places with Caleb.

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Canon with Yasha. x

Canon divergent with Yasha and Jester. We had a daughter called Mozu. x

Time travel AU where I was a librarian in the Cobalt Soul and had memories of another life. Caleb and I worked together to uncover the truth. x

Witcher AU. I was a witcher and eventually collected a large group of adventurers. x

The Magnus Archives AU. I was the Archivist. x

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Canon.

Dæmon AU.

Witcher AU. I was a sorcerer, Caleb was a Witcher.

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Canon with Fjord.

Canon divergent with Yasha and Mollymauk. We had a daughter named Grace.

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Canon with Essek.

Dæmon AU. My dæmon was canine.

Transfem. My name was still Caleb.

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Canon, based on the Tales of Exandria: The Bright Queen comics.

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Mostly canon, mainly divergences around my relationships. Jester and I were FWB, and we got together later. I came back as Kingsley, but over time Kingsley and Mollymauk became one person. x

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Canon divergent, aromantic and gay. Platonic life partners with Caduceus, mostly long distance. x

Canon with Jester.

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Canon. x

Roleswap AU with Babenon where we were both trans and I didn't know I had a daughter. x

Roleswap AU with Babenon where we were both cis and I raised Jester in the criminal underworld. x

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Canon with Beau. x

Dæmon AU. My dæmon was a storm petrel named Xinirona.

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Canon divergent. I raised Kiri as my daughter and eventually married Jester. x

Canon compliant. I married a dragon and had two wonderful children.

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Canon divergent, Caduceus and I were twins. x

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Canon.

Drow AU. x

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Canon. x

Child of the Briarwoods AU. x

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Canon.

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Canon.

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Canon.

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Canon. x

Avatar AU. Each god had a mortal-appearing avatar to engage more directly with Exandria. Mine was Lieve'tel Toluse. x

The Legend of Vox Machina canon.

Other sources. x

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Canon.

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Canon.

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Canon.

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Canon.

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Canon.

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Canon…?

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Canon with Hazel and Damian.

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Canon with Lucien.

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Canon, with both Aff and Sasha post-canon. x

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Canon.

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I was mostly canon compliant.

I was bisexual, and had big crushes on Zahra, Keyleth, and Percy, though Percy and I ended up together. Vax and I had similar taste, which ended up in some awkward emotional moments.

Vax was a trans man. We were identical twins, same height, and most people thought we looked the same through our lives.

We used our identical appearances to skip out on lessons while we were in school sometimes, and it was one of the things that was notable after we went to live with our dad. Mum could always tell us apart, but dad didn’t care enough. It’s part of why we started dressing differently.

Our home with Mum was very small. It was meager in almost every way, but we didn't feel a lack most of the time. She did her best with us, and we felt very loved. Vax and I shared a bed, and Mum had hers. Our spaces were separated by makeshift walls.

Vax and I never slept in separate beds willingly until Greyskull Keep. We would go to one another's rooms in Syngorn.

When we traveled and rested with Vox Machina, Vax and I would sleep rested against Trinket. Trinket would buffet us against the elements, Vax would stay in the middle, and I'd be curled on the inside. In emergencies I'd spring up to get my bow and Vax would start throwing daggers.

When tired or drunk, sometimes Percy would mistake Vax and I. Ended up in some comical circumstances.

When Vax died and came back, he was a lot paler. It was especially upsetting when I realized how much our appearances were different. I often caught him in the corner of my eye and thought he might look sick — instead, I’d see him looking as good as ever. Just with a bit less color in his face.

Percy and I got married and had our children as in canon. However, the family portrait we had commissioned was done in 839 PD. Our children were born as follows: Vesper, 812/13ish; Leona & Wolfe, 822; Vax, 826; Gwen, 835.

I cut my hair after the wedding at Dalen's Closet. It was too painful to see the reminder of my brother in the mirror every day.

Percy sobbed when each of our children was born. I was emotional, but I didn’t sob like he did. When Gwen was born, he only relinquished her when I reminded him I needed to feed her.

The first night I put each of my babies to bed, the first night after each of them was born, I would put them in their bassinet, and I gave them an introduction to their uncle. I didn’t know if he was actually there, but I wanted him to know his nieces and nephews. I cried when I told him I named one of my sons after him.

Vax left a small token for each child. Presumably he visited them and wanted me to know I was there. The feathers he left for them I kept and the children sometimes made charms or brooches out of them.

Percy and I could never decide or agree whether to call Gwendolyn Gwen or Gwyn. We never did pick one, and we instead switched.

Percy developed chronic pain as we got older. I suspected he was self-conscious at how much more quickly he seemed to age than me.

I was mostly canon compliant.

I was bisexual, and had big crushes on Zahra, Keyleth, and Percy, though Percy and I ended up together.

I cut my hair after the wedding. It was too painful to see the reminder of my brother in the mirror every day.

This fic is canon to this timeline. It is the closest representation to what death felt like in my memories.

We ended up having six children in total.

Our oldest was Vesper Elaina Melanie de Rolo. She was inspired by stories of her uncle Vax'ildan, and she eventually became a cleric of the Raven Queen. She was born around the same time as Vilya, and the two got on like a house on fire. Her hair eventually turned white from some trauma, and it broke my heart.

Three years after Vesper came Johanna Cassandra Elisabeth de Rolo. She was a little daddy's girl, and ended up being a tinkerer and gunslinger just like him. She wore glasses like her father, though she went out of her way to avoid wearing them when at all possible.

Two years after Jo was Percival Frederickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo IV. Usually he was just Freddie, or Percy the Fourth. He was the spitting image of his father, though his hair was more like Percy's original hair color and was not white. He did have a streak of white at the temples as a young adult.

Three years after Freddie we had our gift from the Dawnfather. Though we named them Lydia Shauna Allura de Rolo at birth, they told us they wanted a new name around the age of three or four. They then went by Velora or Vax'ildan, depending on the day, and changed their middle names to Shaun Allura. They admired their aunt and uncle so much they absolutely had to have their names. We often called them V, or little V, as that was simpler than always asking which name to use. They were a bit of a troublemaker, and eventually became a talented rogue.

A decade after V, we had a bit of a surprise: twins! Tiefling twins, in fact. Little Olivia Thalia Keyleth de Rolo and Whitney Julia Theresa de Rolo. They were tieflings, dark reddish-purple in color, and had eyes to melt their parents' hearts. Whitney ended up becoming a druid like their aunt Keyleth, while Olivia was a wizard.

V went traveling when they got older, and they ended up on a journey to Wildemount. They sent letters and sending stone messages, so we always knew they were okay.

Vax and I were the same height, with very little perceptible difference.

Vax and I were identical twins; he was a trans man.

Keyleth was a little taller than shown, she was a smidge taller than Vax and I but she often slouched or tried to make herself seem smaller so people usually thought she was shorter than us.

Mum would sing to us, and it was the most wonderful thing in the world to me when I was little.

My sense for dragons was honed with a combination of study and ingraining exactly the way I felt when I saw the creature who killed Mother. When one got near, I had a pain, but also instinctive fear that kicked me into overdrive.

My knack for the draconic language was part of what attuned me to the creatures so intensely. Understanding their language was key to understanding their intelligence, and those things together was a big part of my research.

I helped Vax acquire and maintain poisons. It was nice when he finally got an enchanted dagger because he didn’t need to constantly buy new poisons.

Pike often focused her energy into empowering our attacks — particularly mine and Grog’s. When we worked at our best, she made our weapons blessed with the power of the Everlight.

It wasn't a long time between our fight and when I found Vax. He had tried to follow me at first, but he wasn't as good at tracking as I was and apparently gave up. I brought him back to my makeshift camp and fed him, and we slept next to one another in the tree. I didn't sleep very much, as the slightest sound made me jump.

I fell in love with Percy early on; I realized it when I told him to take the mask off. If I had to pinpoint a moment prior to that, it would be when we bantered on the way to Whitestone in our cart. It was the most comfortable I’d been with someone other than my brother in a long time.

I always wanted to independent and my own person, but that didn't mean I didn't love Vax. I didn't truly understand how dependent I was on him because, in my mind and my instincts, he would always be there. There was no doubt in my mind, so it wasn't an issue.

When we saw Vorugal attack the keep, destroy it, it drove me to tears. I kept fighting through them, and nothing else changed, but all I could think of was Mother and how she must've felt as our home fell around her.

It had always been Vax saying "do not go far from me" to me when things got bad. He was always in a deep, contemplative mood when he did. When I finally said it back to him, it was like admitting that for the first time, I was afraid he was going somewhere I couldn't follow. I finally had a fear of losing him.

I offered myself to save my brother’s life in the Sunken Tomb. I believe The Matron saw something of her previous champion in me and I wouldn’t let her take my brother away from me.

It didn't go the same as canon (obviously). He was near death, and I went down for Kima, but I came back up and saw the treasure. As I was coming over, the trap went off, and Trinket tried to grab him. Trinket took the damage, but Vax hit the ground right away.

What I said after begging Kash to bring Vax back (at Keyleth's behest as well) was "You are not taking him away. I'll give anything. You can have it all."

The Matron told me something about me being bold enough to grasp my fate, to change it to my own will. She said that she herself had changed fate by ascending, and so I was to be her emissary. I was struck by how much she reminded me of mortals despite her otherworldliness.

Vax was polyamorous with Gilmore and Keyleth, but only after he died and I told him he needed to go to them and tell them for the same reason he told me to go to Percy.

At first I wasn’t going to ever admit my feelings for Percy, but Vax encouraged me to try to be happy. He said I shouldn’t be afraid of love just because I might lose it, and if Percy was going to love me back that was his choice.

I clung to Percy. Even as it became clear that I wasn’t going to live a mortal life, I wanted to have his love in my life.

I left my broom with my family. I believe Percy tinkered with and used it as private transport.

When I gave up my mortal form, I became the Champion and usually appeared wearing a mask, a hat (pointed, but not nearly as large or ostentatious as the one Scanlan gave me), and would arrive flying with wings.

I watched over my brother and family. I wished I coud've seen them in person again. When I could, I would visit Vax, Keyleth, and Percy, and would leave them tokens so they knew I was there.

The woman I had been before becoming the Raven Queen had been a light-skinned elf. My eyes had not been red until my ritual to ascend.

Before my ascension, I had a brother. Our parents had died unnatural deaths in our youth. It was part of what motivated me to learn magic.

My ascension wasn't an easy or instant thing. The ascending itself got me close to the level of the previous god of death, and I had to act quickly to destroy him. It wasn't an easy task, but I did it.

In the moment I cast my predecessor out, his name was stricken from every book. Part of my goal of ascension was to rid the world of the wrongs committed by him against those among the living.

Lieve'tel Toluse was a part of me. She was not solely me, but my Champion was not my only representative on the Prime Material Plane. We had a deal, and she allowed me to work through her. It was complicated.

I always heard what my Champions said to me. It took great power and focus for me to communicate in any direct way with my followers, which is one reason I tended to be so vague. But I did hear every word of theirs directed towards me.

My Champions were dear to me. I did not have emotions in the same way I did when mortal, but when my Champions ascended beyond their mortal forms they became much closer to my sense of being.

In this canon, all the gods used to be mortal, not just me. We had our true forms, but we also had avatars, a humanoid form we took to blend among ordinary people.

My true form was the blackest black, interrupted only by my white mask. Underneath was my original face, though I was the only one to still remember it.

The woman I had been before becoming the Raven Queen had been a light-skinned elf.

I had feelings for the Wildmother and the Everlight both. Gods were not restricted in their affections, though the Wildmother and the Lawbearer would always be one another's primary recipient of affection. They cared for me as well, but I kept myself at a distance from them. I tried to not let myself be tied down by life and love, as I was always to be a part of death. I didn't take part in life when I could avoid it. My business was death and fate.

I revealed my true face to very very few. None of the other gods had seen it. My champions were the only ones who were graced with it. I thought it was not important except to mortals who understood the importance of identity.

My avatar was Lieve'tel Toluse, who was interchangeably a drow and a light-skinned elf. My whims changed over the ages. Lieve'tel was mostly the light-skinned elf in the age of Vox Machina, but historically was a drow. Her appearance was different based on which part of the world I appeared in.

I had a different name when I was mortal, but I had forgotten it at some point. Partially deliberately — I was the only one with the knowledge remaining, so it was best it be forgotten. I could have remembered it if I tried to, but I didn't see the point in doing so.

My deal with Vax'ildan was different than in canon. He didn't come with me, but he was on call whenever I needed him.

I revealed myself to Vox Machina after accompanying them as Lieve'tel. They were the only mortals who knew of Lieve'tel's true identity. I figured I owed it to them after everything.

I visited Vax in my avatar form more than once and watched over his family. I didn't stay long, but we would talk. I did these visits when I needed to call on him, and I know Keyleth dreaded when she saw me walking the paths to Zephrah.

Vax'ildan and Keyleth had children together. They were kept from interacting with me too intensely. Our relationship had to remain a working one despite our unity.

The Traveler was originally Artagan, and he was after he ascended too.

His avatar was the Artagan we remember, and his true form was this swirling figure filled with orange and brown mist. His cloak was more prominent than anything else.

Sarenrae/Raei had a gentle halo that curved in all directions around her form. She was made of light, and she always had an aura like a kindly maternal figure showering you with love.

Her avatar was a tall woman, with golden locks showering down. her skin was a warm earthy color, and when she was blending in she was so beautiful and a little bit otherworldly.

Melora’s true form was born of wildflowers with water for her hair. She left scents of flowers and seawater wherever she tread.

Her avatar was a genasi who looked mostly like her true form except she wore simple leather clothing and almost always carried a lantern. Her avatar’s name was Gaea.

Pelor’s true form was a sun with a crown, blinding and brilliant. His armor gleamed with the sun.

His avatar was a man named Rhalic with light skin and red hair, and his face was coated with freckles. He always wore a breastpiece of his own paladins' design.

Rhalic was usually the one to guide new gods through the Divine Gate. He did so for Sehanine.

Bahamut’s true form was very much like canon.

His avatar was a silver dragonborn. He was very proud-looking and always wore pristine clothing.

Avandra’s true form changed every time you saw them.

Their avatar was definitely elvish, and the main identifying feature was a necklace with a coin as a pendant.

Sehanine's true form was a very tall woman with deep, night sky blue skin dotted with star freckles. Her robes fell around her and formed the shadows, and her eyes were the two moons of the planet.

Her avatar was her original form from before she ascended, a young drow woman called Dialuna.

Ioun's true form was an old woman. She looked the most mortal of all of us in her godly form. She always had a large tome, and in it she could call any knowledge of the ages.

Her avatar form was a traveling human monk with a staff, and she carried bundles of scrolls and books.

Erathis’ true form was hooded and fully armored. She too usually didn’t have a face, or when she did it was just a mouth. She held a balance made of cold metal.

Her avatar was an eladrin that always matched with Melora, mirrored her. She had greyed hair but a young face, and she usually wore chain mail and a cloak she pulled back.

Moradin’s true form was a faceless dwarf with a massive frame, built and carrying a hot coal in one hand and a hammer in the other.

His avatar was a gruff, scarred dwarf man with heavy armor, and always carried a forging hammer.

Kord's true form was made of lightning with a beard and hair seemingly halfway between hair and clouds. He wore very little in his true form.

His avatar form was a part-giant warrior who wore mostly furs, and had a very impressive beard and long hair. He always had some form of storm-based imagery tattoos.

Corellon's true form was a very fae-imbued elven person. Their body was covered in artful tattoos that seemed to change as easily as their moods.

Their human form changed between different types of elves very often, and they didn't have an established avatar the way the rest of us did.

My life began much like in canon. My sister, Vesper, took care of me and Percy a lot of the time, as we were the youngest in the family.

When the castle was attacked, I was captured by the Briarwoods. They used me as a plaything for many years.

sexual assault cw — They used me as a part of their games with one another, involving me physically and sometimes emotionally in their relationship.

At some point after being their prisoner, they transformed me into a vampire. I became a willing participant in everything that they did, to me and others.

Once Vox Machina arrived, I greeted them on behalf of the Briarwoods. Not all of them met me at once, it was Vax and some of the others.

They figured out I was a vampire and there was a fight. I lost handily, beaten to a pulp, and almost killed.

Percy showed up and was completely shocked. To his knowledge, I had died and he was shocked to see me not only alive but not human anymore.

Percy separated the rest of Vox Machina from me and came to me, holding his gun to my head. He asked my what reason I had as to why he shouldn't kill me. I had none to give.

Vox Machina kept me locked up as a prisoner for many weeks. I lost track of time, though the Briarwoods' hold over my mind lessened in that time. I stayed in chains until the end of the Chroma Conclave debacle.

Afterwards, Percy and I talked again, for real. I was allowed to not be chained up, and wandered the castle as well as occasional outings to the city itself.

suicide cw — I attempted suicide multiple times, but Percy stopped me each time. After the first two, several others were set to watch me when I was having a bad time mentally.

My life was primarily contained to Whitestone for the rest of it, but I wasn't particularly upset by it.

I followed canon mostly.

This may be obvious, but I was a romantic above all else. I fell a little bit in love with everyone I met, at least for the most part.

Vex and I were bonded to a unique degree. She was always the most important person in my life, even when I had other love and she was living a different life from me.

I never got rid of my guilt over hurting Shaun by breaking things off like I did.

I loved Keyleth more than I had ever loved anyone before in my life. It was a different kind of love than for my family, and it was a bond deeply important to me.

I missed Keyleth greatly during her long life. I sent her ravens to watch over her and keep her company.

I watched over Vex and her family as much as I could while I was the Raven Queen's champion. When each of the children were born, I left feathers in their cradles. When Vax was born I flooded him with feathers. I did my best to make sure there weren't any in the way where he could get them into his mouth.

The Raven Queen and I's bond when I was with her was unique. It was like both being myself and being someone else all at once. It was the closest I had ever been to another being.

A side effect of our bond was shared feeling. The Raven Queen felt my emotions and I hers. When my heart hurt, so did hers. When she felt guilt, I felt it too.

I checked in on Vex throughout her life and watched over her children. I didn't always have the chance when serving the Raven Queen, but I did what I could.

This fic was canon. It is the closest representation to what guiding people to the afterlife felt like.

Everything was the same up until Dalen's Closet.

The Raven Queen and I's bond when I was with her was unique. It was like both being myself and being someone else all at once. It was the closest I had ever been to another being.

A side effect of our bond was shared feeling. The Raven Queen felt my emotions and I hers. When my heart hurt, so did hers. When she felt guilt, I felt it too.

At Dalen's Closet, I got to visit thanks to Scanlan's wish. The Raven Queen loomed as I greeted my sister and her daughter. The Raven Queen felt her heart break, and she told me to stay until my heart no longer lived on the material plane.

I fell over, suddenly re-filled with life. I attended the full wedding and began the process of telling everyone I was alive again.

Keyleth didn't let go of me for a whole day after Vex finally let me go.

The two of us got married less than a month after I returned.

On our wedding day, I druidcrafted flowers for Keyleth's hair.

We tried for kids for a long time, not sure if it would work. We ended up having three of them.

Our first child was a daughter we named Elaina. She had dark black hair and green-blue eyes, the skin tone of her mother and a beautiful smile. She was mostly a daddy's girl, very much looked up to me.

We then had twins, Vilya and Kynan. They were much more like their mother, with furious red hair and her spitting image.

At some point as a young adult, Elaina went off adventuring and died. Despite our best efforts, our resurrection ritual failed and she was lost to us.

The grief of losing a child impacted both Keyleth and I deeply. It took a long time for us to be anything akin to recovered from it.

I was very thankful that Vilya and Kynan weren't alone. I would have felt guilty if Elaina's death had isolated her sibling(s).

I never fully came back. I was physically there, but a part of me never left the Raven Queen.

When I returned to the Raven Queen, she wanted to know if I truly was ready to serve her as long as she needed. I was, but she told me I could rest if I wanted to.

I offered to her many times to take her place, allow her to move on and be with those she knew in life. She refused me.

I served her for a long time, but then Elaina came to us. She offered to take my place so I could be with my family.

Reuniting with Keyleth was the happiest moment I'd had since my death.

This timeline is in a modern-ish world on Earth, with a variety of magical races still existing but not magic as in Exandria.

Elves, dwarves, halflings, gnomes, etc. all existed but their differences from humanity were less pronounced. Elves lived about 200 years, had pointy ears but no magical powers, etc. Similar was true of the others.

Vex and I were born of an affair between Syldor Vessar and our mother Elaina (whose last name I don't recall).

When we were 8-12ish our father came to claim us. Mother didn't have the resources to fight him, and he got full custody of us.

I was trans. My father either didn't care or was unaware, and I used my sizable allowance to fund transition care. Vex squirreled away money from him to help in future treatment or emergencies, though she hated using any of his money.

When we were around 16, we found out Mother had been sick and passed away. Father knew and hadn't told us. We ran away.

We became friends with Pike Trickfoot and Grog Strongjaw, and later Keyleth (last name Ashari maybe?) and Scanlan Shorthalt.

Grog helped Vex get Trinket, her PTSD service dog. He was trained by a friend of Grog's, and he helped Vex connect with him. Trinket helped her deal with the trauma of our childhood and teenage years and also deal with her panic attacks.

I was also friends with Shaun Gilmore. The exact circumstances I'm not sure of, but we quickly became close and also flirted a lot.

Vex and I both went to college. She kept doing classes part-time long term, but I ended up dropping out. If I went back, it wasn't until much further down the line.

In our mid-20s, Vex got a boyfriend named Saundor. He was in his late 30sish? I didn't trust him and thought he was a piece of shit from the start. We argued about it, which resulted in Vex storming out.

After that, I didn't hear from my sister for 5 months. I received some financial and emotional support from our friends, continuously put out missing persons posters and posted on social media, but I didn't trust police enough to make a formal report on my own. (I believe Pike made one on my behalf.)

I got a call that someone had found Vex and I recovered her. (abuse & sexual assault cw) She had been kept locked in a house and routinely abused and assaulted by Saundor. I stayed with her in the hospital for a few days until she was healthy enough to go home.

We received financial support from a benefactor we only later learned was Percy de Rolo, the son of a wealthy family whose company had collapsed due to a scandal. He and his younger sister Cassandra had been forcibly adopted by the Briarwood family, who had orchestrated the de Rolo downfall.

We became friends with Percy as well once we met him through Pike. I didn't trust him at first, but over time he won me over.

I had romantic feelings for Pike, Keyleth, and Shaun. It was a mess.

Percy and Vex ended up together at some point later.

Percy and I became much better friends as I trusted him more.

All seven of us were bonded extremely closely. They were my family.

I mostly followed canon.

I was a trans woman, and bisexual. Vax was also trans.

I struggled to be intimate because I was afraid of being seen as less of a woman. This wasn't something supported by my experiences with the Ashari, but I always had a nagging fear of being delegitimized in the eyes of others, and my gender experience was no different.

All the de Rolo babies called me Auntie Key or Kiki. I liked to show off for them, only simple spells until they were eight or so.

I was upset that I had been robbed of the love of my life. It took hundreds of years for me to come to terms with things and start to forgive the Raven Queen.

When my mother returned to me, I cried with joy and could barely stumble out words.

I ended up being in a relationship with Vex and Percy at some point. I was never as much with them as they were with one another, but they were comfortable to share a bed with, and I loved their children as family.

I made visits to my Vox Machina family as often as I could, though when I had to deal with assassins in my home and politics overseas some of the visits became less frequent.

This fic is canon to this timeline. It is the closest representation to what death felt like in my memories.

I became pregnant (presumably) a few days before the battle with Vecna.

I gave birth to a daughter, Vilya Elaine. When she was born, her cradle was filled with raven's feathers.

I lived out my life in Zephrah raising my daughter and trying to show her the life i wanted her to have.

I helped Vilya understand what happened to her father. She didn't understand for a long time, but she understood that she was loved and her father was looking over us.

When my mother returned, Vilya was a young adult. I ran to get her and introduce her to her grandmother.

The closeness of the Zephrah community meant that I don't think Vilya ever felt she was lacking in family, despite the fact she never knew her biological father.

I took Vilya to Whitestone at least once a year to see her cousins.

There was a small shrine to the Champion of Ravens in my home. Neither the home nor the shrine were too impressive on their own, but they were important to me.

When Vilya was old enough, I told her the shrine was how I wanted to connect to her father. She appreciated it and would occasionally speak to it, as if dictating a letter.

I noticed that ravens tended to follow Vilya wherever she went. I liked to think it was Vax watching over her.

Percy and I essentially swapped love interests. I pursued a relationship with Vex, and he pursued one with Vax.

Vax and Percy got married in the one year break, and adopted a boy they named after Percy. He soon adopted as many names as possible.

Percy IV's full name was, at one point, Percival Frederickstein von Vex’ahlia Musel Doty Shaun Klossowski O’Keyleth de Strongjaw von Vysoren Cassandra Vix-Vax’ildan de Vessar-Rolo the Fourth. he went by perce mostly.

Vex and I got married about one year after the end of the battle with Vecna.

At the point we got married, Vex was pregnant with our twins, who we named Vilya and Elaina after our mothers.

When the twins were roughly five years old, a traveling woman came to Zephrah heavily pregnant and very sick. When she gave birth, she asked that her daughter be named Joy, and she died shortly afterwards. Vex insisted we adopt her, and we raised the little tiefling as our own. I couldn't say no to her even if I had wanted to.

Perce was a good babysitter for his little cousins, and he doted on them. Additionally, he was the ringbearer at Vex's and my wedding.

When Percy was mourning Vax, I took a lot of time to spend with him. And Vex, of course, but he needed someone to put in the work for him.

Orym, Will, and Derrig were all family friends. They were kind. Derrig attended Vex and my's wedding.

Percy dove into his work as Perce got older, but I think having someone he cared for so much around was helpful to him. It kept him from being once again consumed by grief and loss.

I was the oldest daughter of Vex and Percy de Rolo.

The children in our family were as follows, in age order: me, Oliver Julius Ludwig, Vax’ildan Shaun Taryon, Percival Frederickstein von Musel de Rolo IV, and Johanna Cassandra Juniper.

Johanna spent a majority of her childhood in our father's workshop. She loved to be there while he worked.

I died at the age of 20 on an adventuring mission with my companions. I was brought home and resurrected.

While I was recovering, Freddie ran off and made a deal with Ipkesh. He lost a year of his youth thinking he could protect me.

I was a druid of the circle of the moon. I idolized my aunt Keyleth and wanted to be just like her.

I was the spitting image of my mama. I had long hair that I often braided or otherwise tied up. I had my papa’s eyes.

One of my adventuring companions, Mystogan, and I were in a romantic relationship. We were fairly committed to one another.

Mystogan died and their body made unrecoverable on one of our expeditions. At some point later I got together the means to true resurrect them.

I was the firstborn child of my generation. My biological parents were Vex'ahlia and Percival, but I was raised by their entire polycule (all of Vox Machina).

I was raised in Whitestone, with many siblings.

I became a cleric of the Raven Queen and was determined to become an adventurer. Part of why I became a cleric was to feel closer to the one parent I'd never met — Vax'ildan. I heard many stories about him, and I was told I resembled him greatly.

I ended up traveling with a couple of my siblings as well as some adventuring companions.

I considered every member of Vox Machina to be my parent or at least a strong parental figure in my life. I (and my siblings) usually referred to Gilmore as Uncle Shaun.

When I was a young adult, I died.

I was hurting very badly, a cultist of Vecna (or possibly a follower of Anna Ripley) tracked me down and killed me during my first year away from home.

Suddenly the pain went away. I was in a tunnel kind of place, walking towards an area where I could walk. It was a beautiful place, and I could tell I would be comfortable and happy there.

Some unseen figure put huge feathered wings around me and I felt safe, but I knew I was dead. I knew the figure, they were familiar, but they only spoke one word I could hear. "Love."

Then three sets of hands grabbed me from behind and pulled me suddenly out of that place and I was being hugged by mama Kiki and mumma Vex and papa Percy.

I woke up crying as I was resurrected. I surprised even myself with it.

I loved my siblings and my family very deeply.

My parents were very neglectful, and my sister Vesper was the one who cared for me and Cassandra the most. I did not have a very positive relationship with either of my parents.

suicide cw — I was very actively suicidal around the Briarwoods arc and afterwards. I was only stopped because the others of Vox Machina found me before I could go through with it.

Vex was my biggest light in the darkness. I was in love with her for so long, and I wanted to be better for her.

Vax and I kissed at one point and there was definitely an aura of feelings, but it faded as we pursued the women who eventually held our hearts.

Cassandra and I took a long time to really mend our sibling relationship, but I really appreciated having her again. We could talk.

Coming back in my resurrection ritual is really what turned me around. My entire perspective and life changed in that moment.

Vox Machina saved my lives in a number of ways.

Vex and I had five children. Vesper Elaina, Vax'ildan Taryon, Oliver Shaun and Percy IV, and Johanna Cassandra.

Vax was a tiefling. Oliver and Percy IV were aasimars.

I was so happy to be able to build what I wanted without having to worry about survival constantly.

I homeschooled my children in the mechanical sciences. Johanna took to it the best.

Oliver and Percy IV used their natural charms a lot to get what they wanted.

Johanna took after me the most of all our children. She had light hair and ended up being the one to tinker.

Johanna, even when she was very little, would cling to my legs and ask questions about what I was doing. I was happy to pass her things I was working on that were…mostly…child safe.

The archives were owned by the Briarwood Institute. I did not realize until later that those people were the ones responsible for the deaths of my family.

I became the archivist when I was still fairly young. My hair was originally brown, but within a year of my work as the archivist it had all gone stark white.

I found it very hard to care about most of the statements and statement-givers. I originally signed onto the Briarwood Institute as a way of getting information about the deaths of my family.

Many of my assistants died in the line of duty, or went mysteriously missing, or returned changed.

One of those assistants was a woman named Anna Ripley. She vanished without a trace.

A couple years into my employment there, there was a break in by a hunter.

This hunter turned out to be Vex'ahlia Vessar, who was trying to investigate the disappearance of her brother Vax'ildan. She tried to kill me, and I compelled her to give me a statement.

Giving a statement somehow severed her from the Hunting state she had been in, and she tried to attack me but fell to pieces.

We got to know one another for a little while. I think she ended up signing onto the archives as an archival assistant because she was afraid of giving into the Hunt again.

She was my only solace when I discovered the truth far too late to stop what the Briarwoods had set into motion.

My sister Cassandra reappeared at one point, but she was fundamentally changed.

I was the child of Keyleth and Vax’ildan, a twin. My twin sister was Vilya Elaine.

I was born Vax’ildan, but I changed my name to Vix when I was older because I discovered I was a girl.

I was a ranger, didn’t really have natural skills with magic like my sister.

I was quiet, reserved, generally didn’t intrude on spaces when I didn’t have to.

I learned to climb trees when I was a small thing because of Uncle Grog and I never stopped.

Uncle Scanlan called me Vixen once. Everyone got mad at him but he always made me laugh, including then.

When I wanted to be alone I went out to a point in Zephrah overlooking the valley, and I sat on the edge and felt this feeling. Like a longing for somewhere, and something. As if there was somewhere I was supposed to be, and something I was supposed to do.

My special spot in Zephrah stayed important to me throughout my life. I went there even as an adult. Whenever I was upset, my mother knew to look for me there.

I definitely knew Orym among other friends of the family. Zephrah was a tight-knit community.

I had dark hair when I was younger, but it turned rather blonde as I got older.

Bren, Wulf, and I were together as teenagers, and as teenagers do we messed around. It was calming and reassuring that we had one another in our darkest time.

The three of us (Bren, Wulf, and I) liked to sneak out and spend long nights together.

I was the coldest, most emotionally shut off. I was also best at faking it, so people rarely guessed the truth. I suppressed enough feelings it was hard to tell what feelings were genuine.

I found out shortly before our final test that I was pregnant. I decided it would be best not to tell either Bren or Wulf until we had finished our training.

He went to the sanitarium, and I visited him there after our son was born. I named the child Aldric, and brought him to see Bren a few times.

When Aldric was about two months old, I agreed to let Trent take him away. What happened to him I was not privy to. I didn't ask.

I never had a romantic entanglement after Bren (and Wulf; we did not continue any kind of relationship after Bren was taken away).

I hoped that if I ever reunited with him, we could continue our relationship. I did not expect it and did not initiate it once I met Caleb Widogast.

I had one of the biggest ambitions among the Volstruckers. I kept it close to my chest, but it was still known that I had my eyes set high.

I don't believe I personally told Bren/Caleb about the child. I believe he may have met him at some point later, though I don't know if they ever knew of their relation.

I prided myself greatly on my appearance, but I also displayed many of my scars as trophies. They were accents to my appearance rather than detractors. I preferred mental or verbal deceptions.

Trent used intense memory magic on me. I became accustomed to casting remove curse on myself, if only to cleanse my mind.

This timeline follows canon for all intents and purposes — I did become a member of the Cerberus Assembly.

Caleb and I maintained a warm but professional relationship while he was a professor at the academy.

Eadwulf and I loved one another, and while it was not the purest love nor explicitly romantic, my trust in him was established and kept, and he kept me company even if our formal relationship never continued. We were devoted and loyal, but love was not the correct word. I was his, but he was my Wulf.

This timeline follows the canon events of the Mighty Nein campaign very closely.

I connected with TJ post-canon, particularly after our father was arrested. I wanted him to have connections to family.

Yasha and I got married after visiting Zuala's gravesite. We were very happy together.

I sometimes sat in on Caleb's lectures when I came to visit him. I definitely scared many of his students.

Yasha and I adopted several children, including multiple older children who didn't think they would ever be adopted. I found more joy in being a parental figure to them than I ever expected.

TJ and Luc became friends and went to Veth's junior adventuring camp together at some point.

Veth didn't tell me about her camp being a money laundering scheme, but it was pretty easy to figure out. I visited her and Yeza with Yasha at least once in the first six months of us not adventuring.

The kids we adopted went to Veth's adventuring camp, and I always taught lessons when they were attending.

I was a transgender woman. Part of my father's preoccupation with my gender was believing I had stolen his son away from him.

The main difference from canon is that Yasha, Jester, and I were all together. We ended up living together post-canon.

I supported Caleb and Essek's relationship, though it was never something committed to the degree they might've liked. I invited Essek to visit Jes, Yash, and I more than once.

I sometimes sat in on Caleb's lectures when I came to visit him. I definitely scared many of his students.

Fjord was happy to live in his retirement. I visited him when I could and whenever I sailed with him I was always his first mate. And I made his midsection burn with our morning workout routine.

Defeating Uk'otoa still happened.

Possibly there was something between Fjord and Kingsley?

We had one daughter biologically; Yasha carried her. She was named Molly Zuala. Her surname was Lavorre because it carried more status, though the name Lionett was now more associated with the Cobalt Soul.

Mozu had heterochromia, a similar skin tone to me, and curly brown hair.

I was amazed at being a parent. I wasn't used to the idea of truly physically caring for another being, so it was an experiment in tenderness for me.

When she got older, she liked being called Mozu as she sometimes was as a baby. It was a nickname that stuck when she was old enough to care, and if I was calling her Molly it meant something was wrong (or she was in some kind of trouble).

Jester and Yasha both spent a lot of time at home and teaching Mozu, while I was more the working parent still under the employ of the Cobalt Soul.

Caleb cast some sort of spell that changed our pasts. Exactly what it was, I'm not sure. Nevertheless, I had so few memories of my time as a Mighty Nein member.

Instead, I was a combination librarian and expositor at the Cobalt Soul. I had never left.

Eventually, however, I began to have dreams about people I'd never met. A volstrucker. A goblin. A sailor. A tiefling in colorful clothing. A circus tiefling. A warrior in black and white garb. A firbolg in a garden.

Then one day the volstrucker arrived. I guided him through the library, and we began to discuss dream magic. I didn't believe him, but the truth wouldn't be hidden.

While I did warm up to research eventually, it took a long time. In the mean time, we found out that magic could potentially change the fabric of reality. It seemed like something had happened to us that had changed the fabric of our pasts.

I found out about my brother around the same time as I began working with Bren Ermendrud. I always struggled to call him Bren, but he insisted.

The Cobalt Soul was a witcher school, School of the Cobalt. It was isolated from the others and focused more on knowledge. They shut themselves off from the world except to hunt particular monsters doing particular things or for particular parts.

I was a witcher with streaks of white in my hair and I was extremely bad at socializing with other people.

Dairon was my teacher from the Cobalt Soul.

I left them after a while because I was sick of the secrecy and started being a witcher in the rest of the world, and they all hated me (or at least I thought so). I didn’t care because I was free.

Caleb was a mage from Nilfgaard. He was in training to be involved in Nilfgaard’s invasion but he abandoned them and went into hiding.

Caleb and I were friends for a long time. He was the oldest of all of us, beating me by about 20 years.

Nott/Veth was a victim of a curse, and Caleb was determined to help her break free.

Jester was a sorceress from the Lodge, we worked together from time to time. Jester stopped serving courts because she wasn’t serious enough, or at least not enough for them. She also worshipped a god that wasn’t legal in any of the major kingdoms.

Yasha was a Skelligan who was manipulated by someone into committing atrocities and she lost her name for it. She left her home and was only known as the Orphanmaker for a while. She didn’t utter her own name but she wrote it down so we knew what to call her. She would never say it aloud herself.

Mollymauk was a bard with a talent for little magics. Nothing anyone would notice, but little things. Tarot and similar. Winning at gwent. He loved gwent.

Caduceus was a nonhuman, but he was a magic user. He used elven magic and was a creature of some sort no one really saw outside of select magical circles. He worshipped a god no one else did.

Fjord was also Skelligan, or at least he told us that.

This fic's first chapter is close to accurate. The rest of the chapters are very tone-accurate.

The institute was called the Cobalt Institute, and I worked in the archives.

Dairon was the previous archivist and I listened to their recordings.

Jester and Lucien were my archival assistants.

Jester was very bubbly and always found a way to sneak me snacks, like bacon and donuts and other pastries.

Lucien was a lot more serious but still generally kind.

Lucien was allegedly killed during one of the follow-ups to a statement, and I blamed myself for his disappearance. This was one of the reasons I was so unsettled when Mollymauk arrived, who looked like Lucien, but also not Lucien at all.

Jester was pulled into the Spiral gradually over time. I think she had been touched by it ever since her childhood, but it began to have true hold over her later.

Veth and Caleb both had very fraught backstories and I only ever found them out because I compelled them. This was just before I found out the true extent of the Ceaseless Watcher's power and how I channeled it.

Fjord was part of a support group for people who survived cult experiences. I know he was more deeply affected by the Vast than he wanted to let on. He took to the Eye a lot better than I wanted him to.

When I first met Caduceus, he seemed like a walking corpse. He was very peaceful.

Yasha was quiet and rarely seemed there. I got her help with some statements once I confirmed that she existed.

I became as close as a person can be to someone they've hardly met with Dairon. I listened to every tape of hers I could get my hands on.

I had a very hard time trusting anyone.

Zuala was a trans woman. I was pregnant when she died, but the stress and what happened afterwards meant I lost the baby. I didn't find this out until much later.

I struggled a lot with physical interaction. I didn't like touching other people very much for a long time because I struggled to trust.

I had feelings for Molly, but I never said anything to him. I think he knew.

I later developed crushes on both Beau and Jester.

My self-harm in the pit fighting arena wasn't the only time I did something like that. Forgiving myself took a long time.

Sometimes when I was pressing my flowers I would speak to Zuala out loud, talking the way I used to when we were together.

I sometimes would weave flowers into others' hair if they wanted me to.

I got more comfortable with physical contact after coming back from being with Obann.

sexual abuse cw — I dealt with sexual violence from both the Iron Shepherds and Obann. It was part of my issues with intimacy and contact with others.

I met Reani at some point.

My wings became feathered rather than skeletal, and I eventually could keep them out all the time. I didn't, but I could magically choose.

I offered my memories of Zuala to the hag, but I didn't take the deal and the rest proceeded as canon.

I confessed to Beau the same as canon, and the two of us got married after we brought Zuala her flowers and laid her to rest for good.

I was very happy to be a stay at home wife for Beau while she pursued her career as a member of the Cobalt Soul.

We adopted many children.

My original accent was yeehaw Fjord, the British was the fake. Or at least, I was more comfortable with the texan accent, even after revealing more about my past.

I was an arospec gay man, though I didn't fully have the words to express myself.

My deceptive abilities made it very easy for me to convince even myself I didn't have a preference, and I didn't really come to terms with how I felt until after the entire ordeal with Avantika.

I struggled a lot with feeling wanted or even welcome among everyone I cared for.

I never did good with feelings in the slightest, actually, and I had long since been convinced that dealing with my feelings would not help.

I was always very comforted by the ocean and being in its presence. It was very unsettling when it felt unsafe to me because of Uk'otoa.

I loved Jester like a little sister, and I got very uncomfortable in the time when she flirted with me. I felt very bad for leading her on in any way, and we had a heart to heart about our relationship and feelings towards one another at some point.

Caduceus was the person in the Nein I cared for most, though I loved them all like family.

When I first broke my contract with Uk'otoa, Caduceus and I stayed up a lot later than in canon talking about it.

Caduceus and I ended up together in a permanent way. Both of us were aromantic, and we were content to be close even if it wasn't a formal committed relationship. Neither of us wanted forced connection.

Caduceus lived in the Blooming Grove, but I stayed on the Menagerie Coast. I had a house and went sailing often. It was near Nicodranas, but not within the city limits.

Jester was my closest friend when the Mighty Nein no longer traveled together.

I found a lot of joy in being a representative of the Wildmother.

I spent less time at sea than is shown in the Mighty Nein Reunited, but I still spent a good amount of time traveling and working on our shipping company.

Whenever Jester visited, she took over a bit more of my house with her artwork. I was charmed by it, even if it was a little annoying.

Kingsley and I became good friends, though he ribbed me frequently for my struggles with captaining skills.

I was Caduceus' twin, older by a few minutes.

I was always bigger and stronger than Cad, though we still tussled and messed around like kids do.

All the Clay kids slept in a big bed together until we were around 12 or 13. Caduceus and I took turns staying in the bed until we were maybe 15 or 16 because Clarabelle didn't like sleeping alone. We were both very protective of her.

Caduceus was very sickly as a child, but he got stronger the older we got. I was very protective of him, though I also was the one to bully him most.

Clarabelle was the baby of the family, obviously, and we all loved her very dearly.

I was a paladin of the Wildmother. I got jokingly offended when I found out Fjord became one of Her paladins.

I was a lesbian, and I developed a crush on Reani while traveling with her to the Savalirwood. I think we may have started a relationship later on.

Caduceus and I started traveling together once he was done saving the world with the Mighty Nein. We occasionally brought others on journeys with us, including Reani.

I got to know Fjord very well because he would visit the Grove. His visits weren't frequent, but he stayed for a decent amount of time and we would bond a lot. I visited his ship at some point too.

Caduceus was very understanding about most people's relationships, but he did love to tease me specifically whenever I developed a crush.

I had an enormous biggo crush on Jester from the moment we met. I also crushed on Beau for a bit, but the feelings were much more fleeting with her.

Instead of Kiri going with the Mighty Nein, I took her with me and adopted her. We became a soft kind of a family together.

I liked to carry Kiri in my arms, and she'd wrap hers around my neck. That also let me keep her out of the muck when we were in swamps or nasty territory.

Kiri called me Mama after we had traveled a ways.

I spent a lot of our time traveling talking to Kiri. I told her a modified version of my childhood experiences, about how I was really happy to be with her, and things about the world as I'd learned so far.

I made sure to have a few phrases I'd say to her and vary them over time so she'd have plenty of words to say.

Jester and I reunited later in the events of the Mighty Nein's adventures. (Possibly post-Lucien? Jester was far, far more powerful than I remembered her.)

I got blessings from multiple members of the Mighty Nein to pursue my relationship with Jester.

Jester and I ended up getting married after we started a proper relationship.

We were a happy little family unit, and we adopted another child at one point.

Kiri loved to travel, but we thought it was important we establish a comfortable home for her. She aged a bit faster than most humanoid races, and we wanted her to have a stable childhood.

I didn't know that I was a natural born drow. There was magic done on me throughout my life to keep up the illusion that I was a non-drow elf.

I didn't know that I was a drow until I was "working for" the Mighty Nein in the Xhorhaus.

My illusion ring created a drow appearance, but the appearance I created was identical to my true appearance.

Caleb broke the enchantment on me, and I was completely stunned. I didn't understand, but I lost much of the trust I had for the Cobalt Soul. It took a long while to reaffirm that working relationship.

I was younger than in canon, and I believe I was a consecuted soul. I stayed in Xhorhas after finding out the truth of my past, trying to figure out where I fit in.

Beau and I had not met prior to me tracking her down in Trostenwald.

I quickly developed feelings for her. Whether they were truly platonic or romantic wasn't actually that important to me — I just wanted to be close to her and help her survive.

Every time I said "Beauregard, don't die" it was an expression of feelings I could not otherwise.

My feelings never even lessened for Babenon, I always loved him. He was the only true romantic love of my life.

As far as I am aware, this timeline followed the events of canon.

Jester had a fluffy tail, while mine was pointed.

Jester took after my singing voice, and some of her tutors gave her voice lessons as well. Sometimes I asked her to sing for me, and I loved it when she indulged me.

My attempts to keep her out of my business had only mixed success. I did manage to keep her existence knowledge for only a select few.

I was frequently offered to be taken away from my life, to be loved like none other could. I turned them down every time.

I regretted that my agoraphobia stopped Jester from doing things like having a family day at the beach. I wished I could have been a better mother to her.

I was nervous about reuniting with Babenon when Jester told us we'd be going to his home. When I saw him I knew, instantly, that I had never stopped loving him.

We started making up for lost time immediately, despite my insistence that Jester not get her hopes up too far.

I was nervous about what would happen, but I did love him, even if I was relearning who he was.

Babenon did give up his criminal empire, leaving it in the hands of a trusted advisor when he faked his death. He spent a long time redeveloping our relationship.

I was a trans woman, and Babenon was a trans man.

He was a courtesan known as the Topaz of Nicodranas.

We fell in love, and I wanted to make a grand fortune for him.

I didn't know he was pregnant when I left, and I was trapped by smugglers.

I was enslaved and forced to work. I earned my keep, and worked my way out of slavery.

I made it to Zadash, where I formed a criminal empire.

I became known as the Gentleman, and I used this to help obfuscate my identity. I didn't want anything to connect Marion Lavorre and the Gentleman to keep any parts of my past out of it.

I struggled with my agoraphobia, and I very much disliked leaving my bar and business if I didn't have to.

I didn't realize I had a child until Jester appeared in my bar. I was determined to keep her out as well as keep her safe.

I eventually reunited with Babenon, when he came into my bar and walked up to me. I put my hand on his cheek, and he asked me if I loved Jester. I told him yes, of course I did. and he asked me if I wanted to try again. I did.

It took a long time to phase myself out of my criminal life. I cut off who I could, and finished deals with those I couldn't.

When I eventually did, Jester officiated my and Babenon's wedding.

Caleb also offered both Babenon and I use of his custom transmogrification spell. We agreed.

We later had another child, a boy. I carried him.

He was a courtesan known as the Topaz of Nicodranas.

We fell in love, and I wanted to make a grand fortune for him.

I didn't know I was pregnant when I left, and only did when I ended up on darktow.

I hurried to find work, and eventually found my way to Zadash.

After giving birth, I decided I needed to find a way to care for my daughter.

I created my empire as a way to keep Jester safe from the world. I became known as the Gentleman, and nobody knew of my secret sapphire.

I struggled with my agoraphobia, and I very much disliked leaving my bar and business if I didn't have to.

When Jester decided to leave, I let her, giving her as many resources as I could.

Jester had a Nicodranas accent like I did because she rarely talked to anyone other than me, and my accent never faded.

Some time after Jester went traveling, I received a message from her asking if I knew anything about the Topaz of Nicodranas. I denied at first, but eventually I relented and told her that was her birth father.

She told me she loved the ocean and wanted to see it more, and I encouraged her. I wanted her away from the criminal life if I could manage it.

I think eventually Babenon contacted me, asking why I hadn't come back or told him that I had our child. I didn't have a proper answer for him.

Babenon and I did reconcile our relationship at some point. Canon, other than some complexities with Jester's family relationships, stayed relatively the same otherwise.

I gave a shovel talk to multiple members of the Mighty Nein.

I was a bisexual genderfluid mess. I used they (and sometimes he) pronouns.

Jester and I had a friends-with-benefits arrangement starting fairly early on. I fell madly in love with her, but I didn't know how to express my feelings.

I had some impression she shared my feelings, but we didn't have an honest conversation about it before my death.

I came to terms with my death during and after it, despite all the things I wanted to do. I don't know where I existed, but I had a sense of peace. like I was finally all my own.

This fic and this fic were canon events.

Kingsley came back after the defeat of Lucien, and eventually I did too. I was both Kingsley and Mollymauk combined, in the end.

At a certain point of having memories from my time, Kingsley and I were functionally the same person. At the very least, we shared a soul.

Jester and I finally started our relationship upon my return and my regaining my memories. It took some time.

I was touch-starved in general. Lucien wasn't exactly touchy-feely, and I was almost always in physical contact with someone between my first resurrection and the formation of "Mollymauk" as my identity.

Jester and I had a lot of talks about how my death had affected her and the rest of the Nein.

It was a bit strange because I was very attached to them, but they spent a long time growing without me. I had to re-learn who each of them was.

Jester helped coach me through a lot of words and re-learning language, much like Yasha had done for me the first time.

Matilda Bradbury died in Whitestone. She was a fine young woman, but even at the start of things I didn't feel quite like…me. How I was when I was alive. But that was alright.

Pâté wasn’t the first or only creation of mine. He was the one who felt the most right to me, and I could use him to tell stories. Sometimes, when I decided to sleep, I’d have him curled up with me. That stopped when I met Imogen because we usually shared a room, if we even had a room to speak of.

Imogen’s hair always smelled nice. She had nice soaps she used for her hair and body, I think some she got from her home town.

I wanted to be seen as good, and friendly, and loving. I wanted to be a person.

I got very used to giving Imogen casual affection as a means of calming her. Sometimes I’d hold her, and other times I would just brush her hair or help her make her clothes more comfortable. Either way she liked it better when something was being done rather than leaving her with building anxiety.

Being in Castle Whitestone was terrifying. Seeing what my hometown looked like felt like a fairy tale, or like someone hadn’t woken me up from a dream. I didn’t feel like I belonged there.

Kissing Imogen was a perfect moment. Everything slotted together. I knew I loved her, and that I wanted nothing more than to be at her side.

Ashton and I were very close. Nothing romantic, but perhaps something along the lines of a QPR. They and I kept one another in check. He had limited vision in his left eye.

When Delilah started resurging in me, I struggled with a mix of missing her because of familiarity and not wanting her to be able to touch the ones I loved.

I was the daughter of Sylas and Delilah Briarwood. Whether I was born before or after my father's turning to a vampire is not clear to me, but I only remember him as being one during my life.

Matilda Bradbury was my "cover" name, so to speak, before my death. My status as a member of the Briarwood family was not known to the people of Whitestone.

I was a teen when we arrived in Whitestone. It was a few years into our occupation that I died. It was sudden, and I was very ill.

Mother only brought me back after Father's death. She reached into me and used me to preserve her own life.

I came back wrong. Mother's power clung to me and was the reason I could stay.

I wasn't like Father, but she still used her powers to keep me alive and stronger.

Even before my death, things in my household were not good. Things were very twisted, and in the time after my resurrection I had a lot to consider about whether I truly loved either of my parents.

Mother was very manipulative and difficult to be around, even when she occupied my head. It was hard for me to tell what were my feelings and what was something she had implanted in there for me.

I didn't tell any of Bells Hells my true relationship to the woman in my head until we were in Birdie and Oleander's hideaway. I told Imogen at some point, but she hadn't brought it up when I didn't initiate the conversation.

I realized the true extent of how much my mother did not love me when she held an iron grip on my soul when I died. She wouldn't let me live without her, and that wasn't the kind of love I wanted.

At my resurrection, I did come clean to the de Rolos about who I was, and they were rightfully suspicious of me.

When I started letting Delilah back in, I was quietly glad. I missed her when she was gone, even if I hated her too.

I was a he/him lesbian and nonbinary. Sasha was the one who helped me figure out that both of those things were options for me.

I didn't really care about how people saw me after the world's worst summer, but my personal identity did become better as I started to recover.

Aff didn't have a concrete identity. They just liked being nonbinary.

Sasha was bi.

I dated both Sasha and Aff after the events of the one shot. All three of us were very happy to be together.

I had pretty intense crushes on everyone. Jamie and I had a short thing once, but we decided not to keep it going. They were my anchor for a long time. My feelings for them didn't fade even if our interest in a relationship did.

We suspected Sasha was descended from a succubus or something of the sort, which gave her her powers. We couldn't find anything, at least for a long time.

The four of us spent a lot of time just hanging out together. Jamie made a lot of jokes about being a fourth wheel.

I started growing my hair out, but it never got longer than a short bob.

Sasha and I might have gotten married. We at least got engaged at some point.

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