Consider me a consultant and confidant conveying coherent communications.
“But that won’t happen to us, cause it’s always been a matter of trust.” - William Joel
(by FaeolinTheWildElf)
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
He’d been drinking Sandkheg’s Hide
And we begged him not to go (don’t go Chetney)
But he forgot it was a full moon
And then staggered at the door with Fearne in tow.
When we found him on Crest’s morning
At the scene of the attack (let me tell you something)
He had hoof prints round his waistline
And incriminating horn marks on his back.
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
Now we’re all so proud of ourselves
We’ve been taking this so well
Watch us in here reminiscing
Playing cards and drinking Shanks with Dorian
It’s not Winter’s Crest without Chetney
All his toy’s sit on a rack
And we just can’t help but wonder
Should we share out all the gold that’s in his pack? (gold in his pack!)
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
Now the goat is on the table
And Fearne has sobered up at last
Laudna’s making shadow puppets
As we laugh at the C-pop flag we left half-mast
We warned all our friends and enemies
Better watch out for your own (Not Ludinus)
“They should never give a licence, no
To someone who drives a sleigh and plays with gnomes”
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
(Fearne and I are sure no one will confess)
(revised songs below by me)
We are the Hells, first word is Bell’s
New thing today, spells gone away
Danger around, hunting us down
Night into morn, Ruidus born
Seeming to be part of the key
for ending of Exandria.
Why is it us? Who’s Ludinus?
More than a fey, what’s Fearne today?
Chetney and wood fighting for good
Orym, I mean, total ‘short king’
(Ex)Zandria’s flat. That’s my dead rat.
Meeting the gods. What are the odds?
Merry, merry, merry, merry Critmas
Merry, merry, merry, merry Critmas
Fucks up with that? I’m not a cat
Alarm is set. (Is) zit Thursday yet?
(Once in Royal David’s City)
What was once the robit F.C.G.
Now are scraps and part of their head
“It’s okay, my friends have saved me.”
Last words 'fore their eyes turned red
Kingsly the Plank King looked down
at his feets uneven
then his trouser pants fell down
and his butt was steamin’
All the people laughed and cried
at his but a-steamin’.
When he tried to pull them up
he slipped and fell
On. His. Butt.
(rewritten version of 'Jingle Bells)
by Marypuns
Dashing through the snow
Get the fuck out of our way
We have got to go
A dragon’s on the way!
(Oh shit, fuck!)
We’re trying not to scream
As we run for our lives
Some sicko rolled the dice
And tossed us in this fight
Oh! Gel-i-don, Gel-i-don
She’s flying our way
Oh, we’ll keep trying not to die
As we try to get away
(Hey!)
Gel-i-don, Gel-i-don
Nightmare in Ivory
Oh, please Gods don’t let us die
(Why’d you do this, Ash-o-lee?)
and
Chetney got run over by a reindeer
Walking home one night on Winter’s Crest.
He really should have squashed his beef with Santa.
Instead he put his patience to the test.
(rewritten lyrics from The Pogues - A Fairytale of New York)
by FaeolinTheWildElf
(Yasha to Beau)
It was Winters Crest, babe, on the Balleater,
Molly I remembered, “Won’t see another one”
And then the words came to me, he said “Lond may he Reign”
I let the tears fall, and dreamed about him.
(Beau to Yasha)
But we’re the lucky ones, remember what we’ve done
I had a feeling, that year was for all the crew
So, Happy Winters Crest, I love you, baby
We all saw a better time when all our dreams came true
(Jester & Fjord)
They’ve got carts used as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold
My Mom’s singing will thrill you, it’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on that Sydenstars’s eve
You promised me chaos was following you (Hi Artie!)
(Essek & Caleb & Both)
You were handsome, you were floating, Shadowhand show boating,
When I held up the Luxon, you almost went into shock
The Bright Queen was proclaiming, all your neighbours complaining
The Xhorhaus was glowing, we had a party!
(All Mighty Nein)
The mages of The Cerberus Assembly panicked, through all the days,
The Volstruckers we’ve beaten up. and Trent’s insane
(Veth to Everyone)
You’re a barbarian, you’re a monk,
You’re a helpless weak junk
Lying there almost dead in Ukatoas funk
You cleric, heal faster,
You non-healing disaster
It’s Winter’s Crest, Caleb
In your tower we’ll be fed.
(All Mighty Nein)
The mages of The Cerberus Assembly panicked, through all the days,
The Volstruckers we’ve beaten up. and Trent’s insane
(Lucien & Molly & Kingsley & All three)
“I could have been someone”
Well, so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I became you
I threw them out of me,
So none would ever know
We couldn’t make it all alone,
we become someone new*
(Everyone)
The Nine Eyes of the Genesis Ward,
stopped living, on that day
We found our path on that Duscar’s day.
sung by the Critical Role cast
Jingle Opening
La, la! La, la! La, la, la!
La, la! La, la! La, la, la!
La, la! La, la! La, la, la, la!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Laura: It’s quiet on the rooftop,
Sleeping as the moon drops,
Dreaming of some candy canes.
Sam: Someone left the holiday music on in the kitchen.
Group:
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Laura:
And though we’re wearing flip-flops,
never see the snow drop,
stockings still hang by the tree.
Sam: You might think there is something missing.
Taliesin: Cause Santa’s lying on the beach.
Travis: And Rudolph’s surfing in the sea.
Matt: Frosty’s hiding underneath that palm tree.
Chorus:
It’s a merry Merry Critmas. (It’s Critmas!)
Oh, here in Californ-i-a !
It’s a merry merry Critmas, (It’s Critmas!)
around the table playing games.
The fire burns, the stories are told, (Ooh! Ahh!)
till it’s time for bed, and the cocoa’s cold. (Ooh! Ahh!)
It’s Critmas. (It’s Critmas!)
We’re hopin’ that you roll our way!
Have a merry merry Critmas,
La, la! La, la! La, la, la!
La, la! La, la! La, la, la!
Have a merry merry Critmas,
La, la! La, la! La, la, la, la!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Ashley: Give each other gifts,
sit around and reminisce,
Oh, how the days fly by!
Sam: Though it’s 95 outside, it’s still Critmas.
Group:
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Ashley: And even in this heatwave,
oven’s on and we bake,
cookies and some gingerbread
Sam: You might think there is something different.
Marisha: Cause Santa’s lying on the beach.
Liam: And Rudolph’s surfing in the sea.
Matt: Frosty’s melting underneath that palm tree.
Chorus:
It’s a merry Merry Critmas. (It’s Critmas!)
Oh, here in Californ-i-a !
It’s a merry merry Critmas, (It’s Critmas!)
around the table playing games.
The fire burns, the stories are told, (Ooh! Ahh!)
till it’s time for bed, and the cocoa’s cold. (Ooh! Ahh!)
It’s Critmas. (It’s Critmas!)
We’re hoping that you roll our way!
Have a merry merry Critmas,
La, la! La, la! La, la, la!
La, la! La, la! La, la, la!
Have a merry merry Critmas,
La, la! La, la! La, la, la, la!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
sung by Pike and Grog
Pike: Okay Grog! Now just like we practiced!
Grog: On the first day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the second day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the third day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the fifth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Pike: You skipped one!
Grog: Five pints of ale!
Four stinky turds,
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the sixth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Six axes swinging-
‘Cause there was a huge monster attack, and my axe broke, so I got another one. And then that one broke, so I got another one, and I raged on ‘em, and there was blood all over the place. And his guts popped out, and I slipped on his guts-
Pike: Buddies! Holiday song! Keep it light?
**Grog:**Okay!
Ten pints of ale!
Four stinky turds,
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the seventh day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Seven monsters slaying,
Six axes swinging,
Twenty pints of ale!
Four stinky turds,
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the- Uh- On the- Mmmm! Uh, Pike? What number was I at?
Pike: Eight!
Grog: How many fingers is that?
Pike: One hand three fingers, buddies.
Grog: Oh!
On the eighth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Nine naked ladies,
Eight maids to wash me,
Seven axes swinging,
Six monsters slaying,
A hundred pints of ale!
Four stinky turds,
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
Uh, what just happened? Pike?
Pike: Key change. Just sing a little higher, dude!
Grog: Okay.
On the tenth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Ten Lord de Rolos,
Nine naked ladies,
Eight maids to wash me,
Seven axes swinging,
Six monsters slaying,
A thousand pints of ale!
Four stinky turds,
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
On the eleventh day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
Eleven spice a-spicin’,
Ten Lord de Rolos,
Nine naked ladies,
Eight somethin’ somethin’,
And a bunch of crap I already said!
On the twelfth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me:
What fun it is to ride and sing a slaying song tonight!
Oh! Dingleberries, dingleberries hanging on my on my bum!
Pike: Wrong song!
Grog: Huh?
Pike: You were on twelve! Twelve?
Grog: Twelve fighters fighting,
Eleven spice a-spicin’,
Ten Lord de Rolos,
Nine naked ladies,
Eight maids to wash you,
Seven axes swinging,
Six monsters slaying,
(together)
A million pints of ale!
Four stinky turds,
Three, two one,
Two GoFiBePos, and
A little birdy in the Sun tree!
Pike: Good job, buddies! You did it!
Grog: Thanks!
sung by the Pumat Five
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s Winter’s Crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s winter’s crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
I’m sure you know to give a gift
And drink some cherry beer,
On this very special holiday.
And light ten candles to recall those long-gone nice lost years,
But do you know the words to shout when your neighbor looks your way?
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s Winter’s Crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s winter’s crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
Oh, the children build a box and hang it on their door,
Make a wish and test a hopeful spell.
Then jolly old Oltgar leaves a toy there while they snore,
And wakes ‘em up by ringing jingle bells and singing.
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s Winter’s Crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s winter’s crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
Break it down!
Oh, Winter’s Crest, Winter’s Crest!
(Zim za! Zim za! Zim zim zim zim zim za!)
Oh, Winter’s Crest, Winter’s Crest!
(Zim za! Zim za! Zim zim zim zim zim za!)
Oh, it’s Winter’s Crest, Winter’s Crest, my favorite time of year!
(Zim za! Zim za! Zim zim zim zim zim za!)
Oh, Winter’s, Winter’s Cre-est!
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s Winter’s Crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
Zim zim za, zim zim za
That’s what people say!
When it’s winter’s crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei.
When it’s winter’s crest festival time in good old Tal’Dorei!
Hehehe! I think that’s how it goes. I’ve never actually been there!
Hey, friend. There’s somewhere you can stay.
A silly land with happy folks that broadcasts from L.A.
And I heard that it’s a special place
Where not just boys and girls, but everybody gets to play.
On Thursday night they stream
They try to keep it clean
But Sam has other plans
Laura knows what “that” means
At times they might be loud
Or sound scary or mean
Don’t worry just relax
The party’s just being
Friends just having fun
Purple pony girls
Love undead ones huh?
Gods you better run
if we can’t save the world
Predathos is comin now and…
Purple pony girls.
They will save Exandria
Purple pony girls
They will keep on casting and
maybe save the world
Revolution dancin with the
Purple pony girls
Purple pony girls
Matthew Mercer as Raising Arizona Cage
Travis Willingham as Con Air Cage
Marisha Ray as Wicker Man Cage
Robbie daymond as Honeymoon in Vegas Cage
Sam Riegel as Face/Off Cage
Ashley Johnson as The Rock Cage
Laura Bailey as City of Angels Cage
Liam O’Brien as MANDY Cage
Taliesin Jaffe as Valley Girl Cage
Meet Matheus Nogueira (he/him, goinsamoan on socials), our incredible Cultural Consultant for The Witch Wolf!
Matheus is a phenomenal consultant who helps us ensure that Will’s Samoan heritage is reflected authentically in his character and in the world of The Witch Wolf. Matheus is an amazing writer and performer, as well as an incredible friend.
We’re so lucky to have him with us working on the webcomic!
by DarkSniper1230
It took me a while but it’s done, every main PC’s wrestler counterpart:
Keyleth-Becky Lynch
Vax-Seth Rollins
Grog-Stone Cold Steve Austin
Vex-Anna Jay
Scanlan-Dalton Castle
Pike-Alexa Bliss
Percy-Finn Balor
Beau-Kris Statlander
Yasha-Rhea Ripley
Fjord-AJ Styles
Jester-Willow Nightengale
Caleb-Hangman Page (before this current heel run)
Veth-Penelope Ford
Molly-Kenny Omega
Cadecus-Undertaker (lol)
Chetney-Dustin Rhodes
Imogen-Hikaru Shida
Laudna-Julia Hart
Dorian-Johnny Gargano
Ashton-Jon Moxley
Orym-Adam Cole
Fearne-Ruby Soho(Ruby Riot in WWE)
FCG-Sammy Guverra
Braius-Brody King
by TOJustForArt
by Blue Beast
by Two Shortswords
by Nyx Da Dark God
by Nerdy Nostalgia
by Punto
by Savs
by Daanikatze
by Holo Figures
by The Whale Lord
by Zhellers
by Apricatt
by Darkwave Works
by Bean Creative
by Blue Beast
Recreation of DaVinci’s Lady with an Ermine by GLCalde
by Myrling
by Cinnammint
by Darkwave Works
Fan Art Gallery: Blue Promise
by Alessia Trunfio
by Kate Holley
by Original Emm
Original piece
A retro chocolate advertisement poster in 1895 illustrated by the French artist Theophile Alexandre Steinlen titled ‘Compagnie Francaise Des Chocolats Et Des Thes’.
by Ben Edwards
by Hellebore Soul
by Blue 13 Beast