Before Vox Machina, it was just Vax and Vex. The twins making their way through the world, completing jobs, stealing trinkets, and surviving. The two moved in a familiar dance, after having left home when they were young.

The two of them were recuperating after they were investigating a curse, and ending up having to kill a shark-speaker, Vax had some injuries, in which the two were trying to tend to. Though, healing and injuries were never their strong suits. He had a couple of gashes along his chest, scrapes, bruises and cuts along the rest of his body. Vex was fine for the most part, but she had a cut or bruise here and there.

They were bickering as they went, Vax’s eye twitching every time Vex’s hand slipped. “Ow! Sister, watch your—“ He started, but immediately stopped when he heard a rustle nearby. His head immediately turned, his pointed ear twitching at the noise. Amongst the trees they could see a figure approaching, their hands raised defensively to prove they weren’t a threat with an awkward, nervous smile on their lips.