Growing up, we were comfortable until we moved into Syngorn. Wood elves? Giant dicks.

[She isn't even kidding. Fuck the elves.]

Oh, yes, we're called Vox Machina. Spent some time on the Council of Tal'dorei in Emon where we have a keep gifted by the former sovereign, but now we're mostly in Whitestone far to the north beyond the Alabaster Sierras.

[You want to know about Tal'dorie? Vex is your lady. As well as a baroness.]