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[nastalaima]

independent & private  yash.a nyd.oorin  —  critical role: campaign two. written by katya  ( she / her,  30+ ). also found at @revcre ( cr multimuse ). rules under the cut.

rules.

i. this blog is selective, and interactions are limited to mutuals. I will only interact with writers over the age of 21. my portrayal is based entirely on the campaign ( and personal headcanon ) and does not draw from the animated series, though I am open to playing with elements of the show's changes with prior plotting.

ii. I favor paragraph & multi-paragraph threads, and I love building verses and dynamics with people! interactions are easiest for me when they're grounded in the context of a intentional dynamic or a background plot, so please feel free to drop by to discuss.

iii. I do not use icons, but I never care what you do with icons or formatting in threads with me. I only ask that you not use extensive additional spaces in between words or specialty fonts.

iv. my ask is always open, and you are always welcome to turn meme responses into threads. in fact, memes generally the easiest way for me to get interactions started. also, I love having multiple threads with people, so never feel like we have 'too many'.

v. as concerns shipping, I ship chemistry. I am not the biggest fan of beau and yasha's relationship in the campaign ( nothing wrong with it, but for personal reasons I don't enjoy it ), so I generally exclude that relationship from my portrayal. if you wish to acknowledge their canon relationship in interactions, please give me a heads up first so we can discuss.

vi. mature themes may appear on this blog, including but not limited to dnd-typical violence, etc. I will try to tag as appropriate, but please let me know if I miss anything.

vii. as of January 2026, while I listened to all of c2 in 2022, I am in the 100s in my rewatch. I am woefully ignorant of both c1 ( beyond s1 of tlovm ) and c3, but I am actively watching c4. as for tm9 animated, I have a lot of criticisms of the show, especially in its handling of yasha, and stopped watching prior to 1.08.

[nastalaima]

hey, loves! I am going to be moving yasha over to my cr multi, @revcre. I'll carry over old threads & asks, but having her on her own space isn't working for me right now 💜

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I would like to apologize for my abundant slowness here. c4 has 90% of my braincells in a chokehold... if it feels like I am ignoring things, it's not disinterest in writing them, I promise!

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ah, yes, the time yasha gave an ice worm scritches because it was polymorphed into a turtle... 😂 I love herrrrrr

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the might.y nein forgetting dagen's there and strategizing about what to do about vess being dead in front of him is just... I love them. they are all so dumb. they have been this dumb the whole campaign. have not learned their lesson once. look at them still saying shit in front of people they shouldn't be saying that shit in front of. I do not have enough fingers to count the number of times they have done this...

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❛ you never know what you can get unless you ask. ❜ asking questions never hurt anyone. jester walked up to him, and pretty smiles and promises of new adventures, and asked if they could use the bar for a very cool party. he laughed, and told her she was a very entertaining creature, and he might have been mocking her, but jester did not hear the word no. in her book, that was as good as saying as saying yes!

there was no reason for him to tut and laugh if he was going to be a dick about it. besides, she told him he could drop by and eat some of the cake if he wanted, and who can resist cake? no one, that is who, even a guy who is too cool for names must love cake!

❛ that is really smart! but, uh, mind if i might a suggestion? just 'cause if i say you're in trouble beau is going to charge in kicking and screaming, and fjord is gonna eldrich blast and well... things are probably gonna be set on fire. ❜ her hands take over, words barely keeping up. beau's pow-pow-pow, nott dropping low to fire, caleb's sweeping, incredible spellcasting, all of it building until she throws her arms wide, barely missing yasha ❛ and that is going to ruin our cake! so, how about? you ran into the gentleman and he was so impressed by you last time -- cause you're the coolest -- that he offered you and your friends a new job! ❜

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taken momentarily aback, as she often is, by the tiefling's exuberance, yasha shifts ( if a moment too late and a little clumsily ) beyond the reach of jester's emphatic gestures. though she considers jester's imagined consequence to be wholly hyperbolic — not that they aren't all a little prone to over-reaction, or to acting before they truly think, or, at least, to abandoning all their plans in favor of something spontaneous and thus more likely to end in fire. regardless, jester's amendment to her plan is undeniably much the improvement.

❛ oh, you are right. that is much better. they won't say no to a new job. ❜ the gentleman, after all, has made it worth their while, and it was quite believable that he would extend a new offer to them, and through yasha, if she were the only one present. ❛ though I think it had better just be that he was impressed with everyone. we're a team. ❜ and yasha less so than the others.

but speaking of the cake that would be ruined... there had been a very pragmatic and still very important question. she repeats, with greater emphasis only because of brevity and not from tone, ❛ do I need to get the cake? ❜

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at yasha's seeming acceptance, jester falls back on her heels, beaming widely. what if she went out to get pastries and when she got back yasha wasn't there anymore? she'd never forgive herself! it is why she doesn't linger on the idea of going by herself, on the possibility that yasha is just indulging her as people often do, instead of really wanting to spend time with her.

she was just going to have to become a yasha expert today.

to make sure next time.

that'll be... well, that'll be... probably not as hard as finding a pastry shop! ❛⠀ the most important thing is smell, ❜ jester says, releasing a hand from yasha's arm and tapping a finger to her nose. ❛⠀ it can be pretty and fancy and expensive, but if it doesn't smell good, you know there is nothing good inside that store. that's step one. step two is -- don't trust your nose when you're inside. ❜

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if her stare is a little blank, if it lingers a little too long on freckles, it is entirely jester's fault. for in true jester fashion, she had offered up a contradiction with all the confidence of a peddler determinedly hawking their wares.

❛ the most important thing is smell, but don't trust your nose. what are you supposed to smell with, if not your nose? ❜ though bewildered, yasha is ever too trusting, too willing to be led and too poorly attuned to trusting her own instincts ( does she possess such a thing? ) for one who lacks months of her memory, and she takes now the interpretation in earnest, rather than accusing jester of a contradiction.

though the question hovers, yasha shakes her head, as if to do so will free too her legs from the torpor of confusion. ❛ I have a lot to learn, ❜ she mutters beneath her breath as she descends the steps of the house granted them ( a house, but still no more than a temporary respite it seems to yasha ) and leads them toward the city proper.

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"this room is exploding with flowers" 😭

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crying over caleb's tower, as usual.

once more angry about tm9a and how they handled releasing yasha from obann.

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trent telling caleb that astrid and eadwulf's potential is limited right in front of their fucking faces sure is... something...

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❛ ⠀that is the secret of is, yasha! we just lean into the bigness, it is nothing to hide! ⠀ ❜ now, even jester knew that wasn't exactly true. there was an old adage between the ladies of the chateau: the bigger something is, the harder it was to pretend it wasn't there ( which... okay, maybe it had taken her a few years and an extensive education via romance novels to understand the actual meaning of the words, but it totally applied to their situation!! ). instead of running away and trying to make everything small, one should just embrace the ridiculous, glorious mess of it.

it is not like the group doesn't already have plenty of questions about yasha. where does she go off to! what is up with those wings! does she like guys or does beau have a chance hitting that??? okay, maybe the last one was just her and beau, but the point still stands: yasha doing something strange, secretive or just plain old weird was par for the course, no one was going to connect her strange behaviour to a surprise party for nott.

things were like totally under control, trust her.

❛ the gentleman's bar, duh! i mean, not the super secret part of it, but the upstairs. we can totally stash some of our things down there, though, he was very cool about that. ❜ in reality, he didn't outright say no. but that was close enough. ❛ so you're gonna be there, organizing, and i'm gonna be here coming up with a super cool reason to get us there. ❜

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❛ he... doesn't mind? ❜ their acquaintance with the gentleman had been admittedly brief, but he had not struck yasha as the generous sort — or the sort be tolerant of nonsense. still, at least it is the public part of the establishment that jester has in mind, where they are more likely to be a nuisance to other patrons than to the gentleman himself.

yasha signs, and though she had tacitly agreed already, she acknowledges now, ❛ I think I can handle that. ❜ what is a short journey alone, when she is so accustomed to such travel? then a line forms down her forehead. ❛ are they making the cake? or will I need to fetch it? you had better give me a full set of instructions, jester. in writing, so that I can't forget it. ❜ forget it, and thereby ruin all her careful planning.

while in the effort of squashing that particular thought, yasha wonders for a moment if she dare make a suggestion, dare recommend that jester bring the others sweeping into zadash and the evening nip to her salvation. would they care enough to? molly would, always. nott, too, yasha thinks, though she couldn't say why she thinks so. and they had all of them risked defying the gentleman himself for the blade she carries upon her back.

the worst that happens, yasha concludes, is that they dismiss it as sufficient reason and jester is on her own once more to find another more compelling. yasha need never know — and hopes she never does. ❛ you could tell them you had messaged me, that I had gotten myself into, well, a bit too much trouble. ❜ speaking of the blade... ❛ perhaps the gentleman found out we lied about the magician's judge... ❜ suddenly self-conscious, she backpedals. ❛ I don't know. it is not a super cool reason. you can probably come up with much better. ❜

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at first he'd been concerned these were signs of a breakdown. they very well may be still, but perhaps not. he looks around, assessing. essek likes to keep his space meticulously organized, but not everyone is the same. caleb insists on a certain amount of chaos, in fact. he needs to find out what she wants and how to help her get there.

❝ well, it depends on your preferences, ❞ he says, gently, ❝ for some, an organized space helps them feel less overwhelmed, but for others that is not a concern. if it feels right, perhaps we might start by putting things where you use them most often? ❞ his eyes land on the bone harp. ❝ where do you like to play, when you do so? ❞

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❛ I don't... I don't , uh, spend a lot of time intside. ❜ feels almost silly, for that matter, to have a whole house. even in a storm, she'd just as soon brave the elements. which might, actually, be a preference in and of itself. essek doesn't need that particular existential crisis, though, when she's already burdened him with this one.

she tries out a series of questions, trying to ascertain if she does have a preference. yasha's not sure she'd know if she did. does it bother her, the mess? or does it merely bother her that it feels like it's not how it's supposed to be?

certainly, either way, all of this stuff should not remain where it is...

it is with relief that yasha can turn her mind instead to the singular, concrete question essek posed. ❛ again, outside, but I do not think it should live there. ❜ whether the statement is face value or hiding a joke is anyone's guess. nor does it seem like it ought to live by the door, though that would make it easy to grab on the way out. ❛ I suppose it ought to stay by the hearth. as decoration, if nothing else. people do that, right? ❜

[moniehon]

Sweet sweet girl

[nastalaima]

yasha staying at the end. despite the risk of more fire damage. doing final perception checks. to find more stuff. and then going "I was just trying to do something." no one mind me over here just me crying...

[revcre]

wrong blog cuz mobile but…

sam, searching through vokodo’s hoard: “I want to specifically look for yasha’s sword in addition to my belongings.”

I just!!! !!! !!!

them always looking out for her 😭

[nastalaima]

moving this over here because I'm back next to my computer again but...

really, everyone else hunting for and collecting magical items and money, and sam's here like "nope veth cares about her stuff... and also yasha's stuff. that's it." it's precious...

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god, I can't tell you how happy yasha's bone harp makes me... any time I think about it. any time it's mentioned. just instant happiness.

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so I've listened the fight against vokodo in fits and bursts so I well may have missed something... but I don't think yasha gets a single hit in? yet one more creature who charms her, and she doesn't get to touch him... and I just think that's terribly unfair...