For a few seconds, Vax thinks he might be hallucinating. But that's Percival de Rolo standing there with a black leather collar (not all that different from the one Vax is wearing, in fact). It could still be a hallucination, but Vax doesn't care. He flings himself at the familiar white-haired man, all legs and arms and apparently intent on tackling Percy to the ground.
He sits on the other man and looks down at him, searching his face, searching for recognition for--anything.
"Holy shit it is you." And then, as the anxiety he's been holding at bay for months catches up, he grabs Percy by his shirt. "Is Vex here? Keyleth?"
Look he cares about Grog and Scanlan a lot. Pike is possibly his best friend. But there are two women in his life that mean... everything. They are everything.
festival
For a few seconds, Vax thinks he might be hallucinating. But that's Percival de Rolo standing there with a black leather collar (not all that different from the one Vax is wearing, in fact). It could still be a hallucination, but Vax doesn't care. He flings himself at the familiar white-haired man, all legs and arms and apparently intent on tackling Percy to the ground.
He sits on the other man and looks down at him, searching his face, searching for recognition for--anything.
"Holy shit it is you." And then, as the anxiety he's been holding at bay for months catches up, he grabs Percy by his shirt. "Is Vex here? Keyleth?"
Look he cares about Grog and Scanlan a lot. Pike is possibly his best friend. But there are two women in his life that mean... everything. They are everything.