That Fjorester Post
So hey! How about Traveler Con, am I right?
Fjord’s leap was pretty sweet, as was him actually talking about his feelings. I rewatched both bits this morning to check I caught any nuances that I may have missed last night because I was very sleepy and my internet was patchy. I also glanced at the chat, which I guess I probably shouldn’t do. People are real hung up on ships, huh? Specifically I remember someone shouting about how Fjord and Jester was the most boring ship possible.
I read a post recently refuting the idea that Jester is (and Keyleth before her was) a manic pixie dream girl. I believe that was written in reference to Caleb (the bitch of tumblr is if you don’t remember who made a post and you didn’t reblog it, it can be hard as hell to find it again), but I’d been thinking about it in regards to Fjord because he tends to be kind of taciturn on his actual thoughts and feelings and we got more out of him last night than usual.
Specifically I’ve been thinking that one of the things I love most about critical role as a format is that it’s an exceptionally democratic ensemble cast. Nobody is the protagonist. Jester, Veth, and Cadeucus get coequal arcs with more traditional protagonist characters like Fjord (the insecure man trying to find himself and become a hero) and Caleb (the man trying to atone for his dark past and find redemption), and to a lesser extent Yasha (the grieving soul trying to find peace) and Beau (the rebellious child transitioning to adult responsibilities). If you wrote this story with either Fjord or Caleb as the viewpoint character, the main focus of the narrative, then yeah, Jester honestly probably would end up a Manic Pixie Dream Girl. Especially in the hands of a writer who was very uncritically bought in to a number of assumptions rampant in American Culture. But the thing I quite like a bout Critical Role is that that really isn’t what it’s doing. Rumblecusp is Jester’s arc and everybody in it is her supporting character, but everybody gets their time and their spotlight. Fjord, who would have been I think a mediocre protagonist under the full weight of the story, gets to be delightful and one of my favorites because he can do things like fuck off and just have two spa days in a row.
I’ve also been thinking about ships because that seems to consume so much of the.... well the everything and it’s just not my bag. Or at least it isn’t in the same way, I think? For example, Fjorester is actually my favorite ship just because so much of it revolves around both Fjord and Jester trying to squeeze Fjord into roles he’s not necessarily equipped for, and because both characters have done a lot of emotional maturing in ways connected to it. But Fjord and Jester getting together appeals to me significantly less than Fjord and Jester both just maturing into whole and supportive people who are the tightest fucking friends ever, and even moreso because they have that shared history of trying to feel each other out as potential romantic partners. If Fjord and Jester hooked up now, honestly, I’d feel like it was cheap and Fjord particularly hadn’t earned it, given all the time he’s spent pointedly not acknowledging it. Likewise I love that Caleb has a crush on Jester but has zero intention of expressing it to her in any way but showing off to her with magic he thinks will make her happy, knowing she can’t see it for what it is. Caleb and Jester actually becoming smooch buddies though? I’m kind a meh on it. Could be fun, I guess, but the quiet and unrequited of it is what hits me. I love Beau having a crush on Jester and dealing with it like an eight year old playground bully. I love Yasha trying to wash Jester’s weasel, which I feel like you could definitely read as a heroic amorous sacrifice.
And frankly all of this, to me, feels like a fun side dish to a meal that’s about crazy ass psuedogods and political intrigue. Which is not to say I think everybody’s got to feel this way, more just that... I guess sometimes I don’t really understand the intensity of the focus on ships.
but, you know, everybody’s different.









