Vax'ildan—known to most simply as Vax—was a figure carved from shadows and secrets, a half-elf whose life had been a tangle of chance and choice.

Born from a fleeting union between elven royalty and humble human peasantry, his existence had always carried the weight of dual worlds.

Alongside his twin sister, Vex'ahlia, Vax had navigated a childhood marked by uncertainty and longing. Raised by their mother in a modest home, their early years were filled with quiet love and the hope of a better future.

But fate had other plans. When the twins were still young, they were sent to live with their elven father in the shimmering city of Syngorn.

The reception they received was cold and distant—an unspoken reminder that they were outsiders in a land that valued lineage and tradition over kinship.

The elven court's indifference deepened their sense of alienation, and after a season of cold receptions, Vax and Vex'ahlia stole away one autumn night, carving their own path into the open world.

Years of wandering followed, each step forging them into resilient survivors. They eventually returned to their roots, seeking the only family they still truly knew—their mother. But their homecoming was shattered.

The once-vibrant village was reduced to ash, their mother gone without a trace. Inquiries led to a devastating truth: a dragon had come, leaving destruction in its wake.

With their bonds broken and their hearts heavy, Vax and Vex'ahlia set their sights on Tal'Dorei, determined to carve out a new destiny.

Vax, ever the outsider, learned early to rely on wit and agility, often sidestepping problems rather than confronting them head-on. But when cunning failed, his skills with blades—honed through elven teachings—became his greatest asset.

Over time, they grew into formidable adventurers, and Vax found himself an integral part of Vox Machina—a ragtag family bound by shared battles and unwavering loyalty.

Now, amid the flickering candlelight of a bustling tavern, Vax sat among friends and kin, laughter spilling over mugs of ale, the weight of past sorrows momentarily lifted.

Here, in the company of those he trusted, Vax felt at home—ready to face whatever new dangers the world might throw their way.