Fjord: *Wakes up Cadeuces with a British accent and a large stab wound*
Cadeuces: I'm not even gonna ask, let me fix that.
Nott, High of her ass and barely able to form coherent thoughts: What-what if we sent an explosive into an enclosed space and blew it up? Call it Fluffernutter.
Jester, who is completely sober but lives for chaos:
buncha old candlelight cookie sketches cause i was obsessed at some point
i will never stop drawing them
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they’re endgame to me
bitches be witches
critical role women sketches (click for higher quality)