Vox Machina Vax Quotes

She understood the wilds, while he thrived in city streets and their accompanying shadows.

Thorn’s glances were as sharp as his words.

Turyn looked at Vax as though he spoke a different language and with something that almost resembled pity.

Cities always got under her skin when she came in from the wild. But where she raised her hackles, Vax thrived. His shoulders dropped and his awareness sharpened. He walked with the gait of someone who expected trouble and would in fact welcome it.

The relazed atmosphere and the pleasant buzz of voices wrapped around Vax as he followed Gideor, as if to remind him that perhaps the Clasp wasn’t so bad an ally to have. That perhaps there was something to the spireling’s words after all. Vax regarded it all warily, recognizing how the tavern functioned as both a lure and a mask for the dangers that lay underneath.

What’s the catch? What are you not telling me?” Gideor smiled. “How delightfully distrustful. Why would I withold everything?” “Because information must be earned.” Vax shifted in his seat. “And you have no reason to trust me.” “But I do. You’re share your allegiance to the Clasp, of course,” Gideor said, like it was a foregone conclusion. “And we know where to find your sister if you don’t.