#rowen writes

On nights like these, camping in an open field under the light of the stars and moon, or a rowdy evening in a quiet tavern drinking away their victories, they think of him, and they miss him.

It's been sometime. They've all tried to pick themselves up and move on, they needed to continue their journey. They wanted to stop hurting but in order to end the pain they'd have to forget what caused it. And no one in the Mighty Nein could ever forget the carnival carnie lavender Tiefling decorated in gaudy jewelry and intricately embroidered clothes.

To Beau, he had been the brother she never had. Or rather the brother she's always wanted. The brother she loved deeply and at the time had no words to say it. Except from snide quips and rude banter.

To Jester, a close friend who was a Tiefling like her! Someone who shared in all her jokes that came from being a Tiefling. But also, someone who always had her back and gave her hope. He brought her colorful joy to pull off more pranks and to be more of the happy trickster she is. 

To Fjord, a roommate, as well as a friend who never asked questions and supported him. Someone to scheme with and someone who never left a friend alone in a fight. A person, who like Fjord, always fought to keep the group united.

To Yasha, her second soulmate not of the romantic kind. He was someone who loved her unconditionally and never asked questions on why she came and went. She trusted him with everything and he in turn trusted her. He gave her a connection that she lost so long ago.

To Caleb, he was a friend, someone who accepted Caleb for who he was. He kept Caleb in check sometimes, but he was always there. He was the witty Tiefling who almost got him to tell a joke. Caleb appreciated his lively addition to their rag tag group.

To Nott, he was part of her flock of children, sure she felt he was a stubborn asshole but dear god he was one of her children. His colorful character, as well as being colorful himself brought something to the group she loved and will miss deeply. 

To Caduceus, he had been a beloved member of his new adventuring party that he never had the pleasure of meeting. He wish he had gotten the chance to meet him. And promised his new friends the earth would never forget their Molly.

To each one of them Mollymauk Tealeaf meant something. He was a part of their family and someone who could never be replaced nor forgotten. In losing him they truly began to understand the value of life; but playing with the Raven Queen was such an awful way to learn. They promise to return one day, maybe the coat will still be there, if not, a garden of lavender, roses, and forget-me-nots will be waiting for them. As well as the moonlit ghost of the lavender Tiefling waiting to hear their tales of adventure even if he watched over them through all of it. His family was never far from him, he was still laughing at Jester’s jokes, marveling at Yasha’s strength, at Beau’s ability to be nicer, Fjord’s ever evolving falchion, Nott and Caleb’s growing bravery, and by god he just wanted to try Caduceus’s tea. He was a god, and long may he reign.

A little ficlet I forgot I had written like a month ago! I keep putting off catching up on Critical Role because I am not prepared for Molly’s death. But I am so nosy I know all the spoilers and WOWIE.

Huge huge thank you to @sockablock for inspiring me to write again as well as helping me with some info for this! (Please please go check out Jay’s fics because OH MY GOD)

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