Pike Trickfoot (Critical Role)
The Gnome Cleric of the Everlight
Glow first, questions later! (Also, bring cookies.)
Call me a walking candle—small, stubby, and liable to trip over my own robes, but hey, I burn bright. Grew up in tunnels, found faith in flickers, and learned healing’s not all poultices and prayers. You don’t face dragons, demons, or Scanlan’s bad jokes without learning how fragile life is. Lost my light once? Sure. Found it again by gritting my teeth, gripping my mace, and remembering that sometimes even gods need us to be stubborn. Vox Machina? They’re not just my party. They’re my found family—the loud, reckless, glorious kind.
What I'm Into: Mending scars you can’t see, Vox Machina’s chaos, Gardening with sunbeams, The smell of ozone after a fireball, That moment when light wins
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